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My Love of Summer

How does summer fly? Warmth of days gone by Outdoors Barbeques imply Tasty chicken thigh No chores Scents waft to the sky Past a loud magpie Autumn I’ll defy Sunset we decry Hawk soars Weather is bone dry Cherish mid-July … Continue reading

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