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Summer


Oh how I miss summer The days warm and long No reason to wake up early No school for 3 months long Oh summer how I wish you would hurry up and come. To be able to smell the flowers and the freshly cut grass And pick wild raspberries in my back yard Summer how I wish these remaining winter months will fly by fast I truly hope this summer is better than the last.
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