Strawberry lips, raspberry tongue, blueberry eyes and blackberry soul. You were made of berries, ones that tasted sweetest in the summer. I kept trying to keep summer alive, but when I finally saw the pristine snow silently covering my driveway, I realized that summer was gone. So were you.
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