summer
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an empty boatat the pierfallen leavesmelted snowa sleepless sunflowers bloom—and the boatstill swayingnever set sailslowly rottingsummer’s memoriesremain
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wednesday’s gray dawnthe birds stay on the ground—silently it’s no longer tea for twoand some bird dropping into my cupthe swear words fall from my mouthand they scatter—leaving me behind with nothing but the rain falling
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Cheers! to a love that never sleeps— shining like the midnight sun in summer skies.