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May 2018
Summers spent beneath
shades of Sycamore trees
Rest in blue velvet
arms collapsing in between
Two feet would touch the ground
waltzing endlessly
Scream till our lungs
burst out; California dreaming
Oh! How I'd wish you'd
know that stars shine
above these fileds
I wouldn't want it any
other way
Blood gushing through
these streams
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