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May 2020
Leaves get brighter
The laughter gets louder.
Storms get bigger
And pools get less crowded.
Smiles are changing
Crying is starting.
But wait, do you hear that.?
One girl is smiling thought Is all.
Written by
Blake  24/FTM
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