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Summer
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
