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Before the fades of changing seasons

Books, sandals, and accidental tan lines in sultry summer heat
Bicycling to and from the Farmer’s Market on Saturday mornings
Making wishes on weedy little fairy flowers
Walking barefoot through warm shards of grass
Cruising in the August glow with the windows down
Sticky watermelon at backyard get-togethers
Lolling about somewhere beneath the shade
Stopping to smell the roses

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