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It was the summer. It was the summer Of roadtrips And heartbreak, Of wave breaks, And road rage, And sunsets, And guilt trips. It was the best of times And the fast of times And the worst of times And the last of times It was the summer. It was the summer of Tollbooths and Accelerating cars And as quick as you go You pull what chases you Just at fast, Newton laws, For it was the summer. It was the summer Of never and always Of fears and futures Of clairvoyance And of foolishness. To look so on trees, In Summer's waning scorch And not see the leaves Changing, is blindness. But it was the summer Of changes unseen. Autumn slipped in silently, Not through the back, Like a servant, But through the front door, Like an assassin. Words were had, Shots were fired. Summer is dead, Cradled in Autumn's arms, Green life turning to crimson And yellow, and brown. The past is only As good as our last summer. And this one, well, It was the summer. It was the summer.
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May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 1:47 PM UTC
It Was the Summer
It was the summer. It was the summer Of roadtrips And heartbreak, Of wave breaks, And road rage, And sunsets, And guilt trips. It was the best of times And the fast of times And the worst of times And the last of times It was the summer. It was the summer of Tollbooths and Accelerating cars And as quick as you go You pull what chases you Just at fast, Newton laws, For it was the summer. It was the summer Of never and always Of fears and futures Of clairvoyance And of foolishness. To look so on trees, In Summer's waning scorch And not see the leaves Changing, is blindness. But it was the summer Of changes unseen. Autumn slipped in silently, Not through the back, Like a servant, But through the front door, Like an assassin. Words were had, Shots were fired. Summer is dead, Cradled in Autumn's arms, Green life turning to crimson And yellow, and brown. The past is only As good as our last summer. And this one, well, It was the summer. It was the summer.
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hector-oliveras-garcia
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hector-oliveras-garcia
San Juan, Puerto Rico.
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 1:47 PM UTC
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