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Summer
What things are best of this season?
Where playful thoughts banish reason.
Those winter ghosts of evening gray.
Dissipates in ocean spray.
Sing bug and bird through lazy heat.
Grass and sand caressing feet.
Spirits dance in children's laughter.
Glimpsed an Eden we've chased after.
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