rollerskates in the summer.
Couture Shows in the Fall.
I have dreams of whirly skies,
jukeboxes stood like skyscrapers Tall.
and clouds and gingerbeer and boredom.
young and stupid in the summer.
i'd never have known if you hadn't have said,
'you're beautiful, and careless, but I've always cared.'
I've been up to my elbows in summer.
Lazy, spent of devotion,
bent out of wisdom
in summer.
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Winter kills.
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