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Summer


Long, hot, glorious The summer stretches before us. Softly wisp'ring smooth summer breezes, Shorts, Tank Tops, Flip Flops. 4-H projects are unexplored mountains higher than the blue summer sky. Nobody's stopped me, None but me. Long, hot, glorious, The summer stretches before us. Job-hunting, hoping, praying, waiting. Weather warms slowly, grass greens, Gardens know how to grow. Long, hot, glorious, The summer's before us.
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