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By the pool

The green green water

The trees bend and suffer

On the banks of my summer

The sun

Reaps my eyes

And the purple

Is no worse

Than seeing no one

Skys of stars

On this summer night

Fireflys rain down

By my feet as i write

About you

Dear

Tears are no currency

To buy a boat

That would sail the color seas

To find you

Dear

The forest

Is full of trees

And only me

Alone

I will rest by the pool

Until you

Come home

Come home

Dear