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Summer


I am a short breath of fresh air

Running around with giggles of delight

I am a cold scoop of chocolate ice cream

Dribbling down a hot, sweaty cheek

I am the icy water that drenches the hot skin

As it plunges into the body of water

I am a fiery sun

With bright rays flowing onto the Earth

I am summer

 

       

 

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