Memorable were those days
inhaling the petrichor after rain,
sensations of cold breeze on skin,
shaking myself to the core.
Enduring the chills, I walk on the way,
upon the grounds, where flowers lay,
passing the crowd, to desolate path,
hiking on the rugged ground of the hill,
observing the greenery on nature's trail
resting for a moment, to capture scenery,
illuminated by rays, sneaking out of clouds,
captivated by the breathtaking panorama.
Days of adventures and explorations,
activities were unplanned and sudden,
youthful years, that would never return,
still, would remain within our heart.
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