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Small journey
We walked down the hillside,
Enjoying the intense showers
Crossing the narrow boardwalk,
With a river flowing alongside.
Holding each others hands,
We drenched in the rain,
We had a brolly though,
Never we wanted to use it again.
The dark clouds quickly moved away,
Paving way to a clear blue sky,
Leaving enthralling reflections in our eyes,
We wished to have wings & fly so high.
Soon we arrived to the level land,
Drying out from that scorching heat,
Heading to the restaurant nearby,
Starving we both needed smth to eat.
A journey with people you love most is occasion of making memories.


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