By Ria |
Submitted by peregrine falcon
Date: 2018 Apr 22
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Sometimes I feel, that I live in the past, in The Summer of 1997. Again and again it comes to my mind. But I don't mind.|
It was a glorious Summer. The heat came 31.5.1997. And it hold until the end of August.
The most glorious and loveliest was You!