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Mar 2018
Summer, when we still had our milk teeth
Calling to me like that long lost friend
Instant crush on seeing that bar of KitKat
While waiting in line to see Harry Potter
The magic hidden in Grandma's kitchen
And the countless memories of her youth
Fall, bringing us back to the classrooms
And making the summer a part of the past
Written by
5oulPoet
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