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Noon
Noon has come yet again.
Where morning becomes afternoon.
The sun is at its highest.
Water builds up on my cold lemonade.
As I sit and watch the clouds float by.
Noon has gone yet again.
Noon has come yet again.
Where morning becomes afternoon.
The sun is at its highest.
Water builds up on my cold lemonade.
As I sit and watch the clouds float by.
Noon has gone yet again.
