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Sep 2021
115 degree days of misery,
  under larger than life palm trees.
    Sipping a cold crying can of coke.
       oversized sunglasses by the community pool,
          I hope they hide my gaze.
              lust at first sight, ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ at a glance.
A Poet
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A Poet  The Moon
(The Moon)   
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     NAN and jdmaraccini
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