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Wish You Were Here

sliding off my umbrella
I catch one on my tongue
it tastes of summer
my hair sticks to my face
but I am happy here
with the damp grass clinging to my bare feet
and my dress limp about my knees
the only thing I wish
is that you were here too

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Nov. 30, 2010 at 9:21 pm
I like how you used imagery here
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