Goodbye Summer

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Take it as a sign.
Twilight comes sooner.
Air is Crisp.
No more barefeet in the grass.
Pools close.
Sweaters wrap around my arms.
School bell rings.
Sand flows through the hour glass.
Eventually it will be time to do the undone.
Eventually it will be summer again.





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