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Fireworks

It’s the fourth of July my dear
I still feel you inside me  
Even when you’re not here
Like fireworks exploding
I tingle and shift in my chair
I close my eyes and moan, but you’re not there
Physical memories so perfectly clear  
Those epic fireworks they are my greatest fear

7/4/23 For Shawn
Written by CeCe
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