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Dog Days

Blue Dream

By Thomas EPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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There was a time when warm summer day’s lingered for ever and transitioned into pale blue moonlight before a soul could notes. A time when Love was cherished over all else. A time when the sky was a richer, deeper and more true blue, blue enough to induce melancholy sadness. It was when happiness was effortless the way it was meant. Today the winter wind blows cold and angry. Today is lonely. Today the most worthless and needless things are treasured. I cringe at the sight of beauty used for profit. Every salty tear that falls with soft and delicate sound weigh heavy on the mind. Every moment another someone’s heart is breaking. Tiny pieces scattered over the endless landscape of life. Good bye is agony. The dog days of life are gone.

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