It was a mild Sunday afternoon.
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I took a stroll along the park.
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The breeze and warm sunshine told me that spring has arrived.
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I hummed a song to myself as I walked.
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The Song brought back memories of my youth.
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We fell in love when the flowers were in full blossom.
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Our days were sweet and my heart was filled with the fragrance of roses.
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It seemed like our love would never change.
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But as time went by love faded like the flowers.
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Now, new spring comes, I reminisce and hum the old tunes.
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Those days are now a distant memory.
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