http://slow.writerscafe.org/taylor99 The original writings of author Taylort en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033789 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The days grew shorter as the hours grew longer. The mind in which I was lost in not to be found. The imprint of you left holes in my heart and made my soul fall apart. Standing by the railing with the autumn leaves falling made me feel nothing except the short memories of summers end. like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/taylor99/1680078/