How do I even start to describe, the turmoil, the sudden, unexpected turmoil of Summer.
Something I vaguely remember about what I thought would be all
sweat
cabbage moths
long starry nights
love
tiger lilies
long gravel roads
lemonade
birthday candles
hands to hold
thoughts to ponder
Turned into some wandering loss.
Good night.
Won't be back for a while.
Come visit.
Soon.
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