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Summer
Cool wind blows across my face,
Sweetness is al that I can now taste,
Danelions with their fluffy petals blow on by,
As the hot, bright sun gleams high up in the sky,
The rivers water is glistening in all of its rays,
I watch the young children jump in and play,
Oily bodies lay on top of towel in search of some sort of tan,
Volleyball is being played with a woman and man,
The sand is so hot from the beating sun, almost to hot to even be able to understand,
Welcome to my glorious, peaceful land!
Sweetness is al that I can now taste,
Danelions with their fluffy petals blow on by,
As the hot, bright sun gleams high up in the sky,
The rivers water is glistening in all of its rays,
I watch the young children jump in and play,
Oily bodies lay on top of towel in search of some sort of tan,
Volleyball is being played with a woman and man,
The sand is so hot from the beating sun, almost to hot to even be able to understand,
Welcome to my glorious, peaceful land!
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