My Dearest
Dearest,
I must say good bye.
Do not be dismayed for time flies.
We will soon reunite, oh tender love of mine.
It will all be fine.
I will miss the time we spent.
Do not vent.
It will be hard.
Now move along.
Do not be slug.
Let school begin.
the faster you let it in,
the sooner it will end.
Soon, your last good bye to me will be but a murmmer.
It will be summer.
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