Came September.
With its usual blues and hues. September is the month which has birthdays of people I have loved for a long time. (And a fake birthday of a loved one too). It is also the time when I lost a loved one. It brings back way too many memories, as if age doesn't do that already.
But tomorrow it'll be done. And October will arrive bringing its own dramatic view.
PS: September is Donald. Teehee.
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