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Summer Fear
the summer breeze in my hair
the summer smell in the air
it lingerson our skin
bringing us together again
o i fear these days
thinkin they will wash away
where the hot summer breeze
will turn to cold lonley nights
o i want to hold u as long as i can
to never go back to that lonley land!
poem
by
Mary Katherine Ehrhardt
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