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Summer nights

When I go to sleep at night
I like my skin sunburned
my muscles sore
and my mind full

I like my shoes muddy
my journal packed
and my books read

I like my eyes heavy
My fireflies caught
and my clothes torn

I like my bed a mat
my sheets warm air
And my roof stars

I like my summer nights





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