Heads bowed, feet dragging over strewn leaves,
They walked with fingers locked,
Played ball with little pebbles on the way,
Letting each other win with half-smiles,
Tender sun flickered through the trees,
Guiding them to the end of the road
A Silent Place (This is a story. Read the last post first and then move up)
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