Summer night had gone short.
Rainy days passed often.
Where did the summer lovers go?
Suddenly, cold breeze feelings.
It’s mid-September
Where did sunny days go?
The long night is upon
It’s cuddle time for loved ones
Where are all the lovers go?
A long drive is a must.
It’s going to be cold days,
Find a lover.
And life should be good after all.
Sep 14, 2021
Sep 14, 2021 at 10:25 AM UTC
Summer night had gone short.
Rainy days passed often.
Where did the summer lovers go?
Suddenly, cold breeze feelings.
It’s mid-September
Where did sunny days go?
The long night is upon
It’s cuddle time for loved ones
Where are all the lovers go?
A long drive is a must.
It’s going to be cold days,
Find a lover.
And life should be good after all.
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