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The summer wears your ghost Like a thin veil that blows against my skin with the lightest breeze. I almost forget it's there, until I'm squinting through the haze, wondering what's blocking my view. Oh right, it's you.
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Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 12:23 PM UTC
Summer's Ghost
The summer wears your ghost Like a thin veil that blows against my skin with the lightest breeze. I almost forget it's there, until I'm squinting through the haze, wondering what's blocking my view. Oh right, it's you.
kelly-hogan
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Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 12:23 PM UTC
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