.If I strain my ears, the echoing sound is
The memory of early summer, the season of hydrangeas...
You tried to walk away without holding up an umbrella
Your receding figure, lapis lazuli-coloured scent, I was calling out to you
Goodbye comes along like a squall
The fain.
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