Symphony of the smell of rain
Sea sad, boil lazy
Stop summers shadow,
Swim away and away
Withering want
Fall fast fall harvest
Scare of the summer sun
Leaves light
And the lips of chocolate chant
A squirrels borough
Couldn’t ask
The bar is open
Here’s to good spirit
Hung a thousand things
Little box of obscenities
Like a warm hug.
Soon season rest
Over musty water
Watch winters spring blossoms
On white blanked of
Fleshy fears.
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