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Under this Summer Sky
a bright day
birds chirping
stereos blasting
sun shines down
clouds, white as ghosts
my blood, red, tainted
flowing, a river of sin
a bright day
couples hand in hand
children, ice cream cones
basking in the bright waves of light
i am judged
and punished
as my blood forms a lake under this summer sky
i drift
i die
