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[Written by ChatGPT] The rain remembers what was lost—each drop a ghost upon my skin.The golden leaves, already crossed,let go of all they might have been. Petrichor lifts from tender ground,a breath of endings, sharp and deep.I close my eyes and hear the soundof promises I could not keep. Red leaves spiral, wet and slow,theirContinueContinue reading “Autumn Rain”