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Epitaph to a Summer You &

I'll wake in the morning.

And as soon, as it is seen.

I realise I'm in a room.

Where, once .....

that you had, been.

It stops me, further dreaming.

For, the memories it brings.

I'll just await the night encore.

There I'll enter another,..... 

Kind of darkness.

To dream, of you.

Of how it once was,

When..... You

Loved

Me.

Giajl © Jim Love