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Summer -
June 10th 2016, 11:42 AM
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A child wanders stick in hand,
Smiling wandering past the lake,
Not a care in the world,
Inquistive.
Thats summer
A girl sits on the bench watching,
Smiling at his innocence,
Lost and alone,
Depressed.
Thats summer.
The birds chirp and chatter,
The child smiles,
Stick in hand,
Running through the grass,
Happy.
Thats summer.
Blade in her hand,
Thoughts in the lake,
Alone.
That's summer.
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
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