THE LAST SUN
Summer is now over, the sun is no longer that of August that burned your skin, but it is sweeter, like a light caress that wants to warm the bones before the damp autumn arrives. My vacation is also over, before leaving I sit on the deck chair for the last time and look at the sky. That blue mountain sky that only in September has this clear color. I wish my thoughts were also so clear and clean, but the autumn fog has already arrived in my head. I close my eyes and still dream of the sun.
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