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Aug 9
Summer

In the warmth of your embrace
Kids play with barely any grace
With dirt in their face
And hiding their freckled face

Crying for more in your embrace
As you slowly leave the space
With too much grace
Leaving them behind with a melodic trace

And now the cold nights
Return in a tide
Freezing the light
You once litt
Sofia
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