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Summer, when we still had our milk teeth Calling to me like that long lost friend Instant crush on seeing that bar of KitKat While waiting in line to see Harry Potter The magic hidden in Grandma's kitchen And the countless memories of her youth Fall, bringing us back to the classrooms And making the summer a part of the past
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
Summer
Summer, when we still had our milk teeth Calling to me like that long lost friend Instant crush on seeing that bar of KitKat While waiting in line to see Harry Potter The magic hidden in Grandma's kitchen And the countless memories of her youth Fall, bringing us back to the classrooms And making the summer a part of the past
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
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