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May 2019
Dear Summer,
        
Where are you?
I know you have barely begun
But I cannot see you
All I can see is white clouds all the way to the horizon
Not even a patch of blue sky
Among all the endless grey
It seems that ’dull white’
has quickly become the only time of day
other than night
Where are you?
Composed 5.19.19
Jean
Written by
Jean  18/F
(18/F)   
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