13/05/19

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The Autumn

‘Cause when I die, then I die loving you. (Yellowcard—Dear Bobbie) He returned home after his every-day afternoon walk. It was autumn, golden leaves were falling from trees preparing for the approaching cold season. The temperature outside was getting cooler and the sun would soon go under the line of the horizon. For John, the walks became more exhausting and cost him more effort than … Continue reading The Autumn