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Summer
Summer: The moment our slaving comes to an end
The birds sing and the sun shines
The beach is filled with laughter and joy
Ice Cream in hand.
A gentle breeze, burning sand between your toes
Inhaling the refreshing smell of Freedom.
Sadly, all good things must come to an end, and then we start slaving for summer again.
© Adaiah
The birds sing and the sun shines
The beach is filled with laughter and joy
Ice Cream in hand.
A gentle breeze, burning sand between your toes
Inhaling the refreshing smell of Freedom.
Sadly, all good things must come to an end, and then we start slaving for summer again.
© Adaiah
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