That sunny day

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Remember that sunny day when

waves tickled your feet and

teased you to play?

yet you sat by my side

looking at me intently

instead of the book.

I wasn't sure if you were

paying attention to my words

or the crashing of the waves

that reflected through my eyes.

I hardly remember what I read

I do not know which chapter

made you cry,

but I knew at that moment,

I was not just reciting a story

but making my own,

that I'd cherish for years to come.

- Lohithaksha

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