summer is ending.
for some of us, it is the begining of a new page.
others, the ending of an old chapter and the turning to a new one.
still some more would have finished an entire book and will begin anew with another.
i find myself reverently reading through this chapter of summer,
rereading and memorising all the beautiful words.
words that make me smile like an idiot, words that bring me comfort and joy;
thunderstorms in bright sunlight.
the first chapter has ended.
the next page is yet empty, unwritten; a blank canvas.
and i always say that to know the quality of a book beforehand,
read the first chapter.
read the first chapter.
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