Summer
Summer is finally here
We can stay out till the stars begin to shine
We can sit by the water and look at it glitter
In clothes that don’t make us want to die
I want to look at the sun at its most high
And feel the warmth and tingle of the wind
As I sit there and contemplate what to do with all this time
Because summer has arrived and so has relief
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