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2d
Summer’s gift,
a sun-kissed treat—
a succulent escape
from the prickly heat.

Summer’s honey
dances with grace,
in whirlpools of yellow—
a golden glaze.

Tinted nectar
trickles from a cave;
adrift in desire,
we become its slave.

Summer’s gift,
a sun-kissed treat—
a citrus paradise,
a heavenly retreat.
I was thirsty
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