The Last Time We Kayaked
I imagine the purplish snow-capped mountains
that mirrored in the crystal clear lake
as we paddled our kayaks off to the horizon
and laughed at the funny stories we told each other.
In the evening, the sun glistened on the water
like a thousand diamonds. And then the twist,
that was the last time I saw you, till we meet again.
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