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#lawnmowers
The smell of grass in the air was undeniable. I could hear the lawn mowers simultaneously roaring away, disrupting my dog-days peace. A blue blanket was overhead, the white fluff barely disrupting a blazing ball of heat. Smiles and laughs left spirits high and ears ringing. Everyone and their mother was enjoying the day. I went back inside; I think I’m allergic to Summer.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 1:57 PM UTC
Summer Days