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sunburnt shoulders have gone cold as we’ve gotten older, it turned out to be what I thought instead of what I told her, Summer made lemonade once, us. Summer set what we couldn’t save, just became a volley of heat and stars and swears we made in the dark and forgot in the sun. summer gave us a timelessness to be us that’s now up.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 6:33 PM UTC
a winter reminiscence
sunburnt shoulders have gone cold as we’ve gotten older, it turned out to be what I thought instead of what I told her, Summer made lemonade once, us. Summer set what we couldn’t save, just became a volley of heat and stars and swears we made in the dark and forgot in the sun. summer gave us a timelessness to be us that’s now up.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 6:33 PM UTC
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