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#waitingforthesun
the summer’s great lizard hides under a rock, the summer sings of ending days, of lonely horizons and crystal seas, we smoulder in the sunshine where the clouds flow in their drifting streams, their ridges like colossal ledges on the mountains of the world.
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 2:47 PM UTC
"summer's almost gone"