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Summer Girl
There’s something
About meeting
A summer girl,
When it’s dark
And it’s December,
One who’s hot
When the weather’s not,
Who causes you
To remember,
All those days
And the crazy ways
When love was prime
And new,
Yes there’s something
About meeting
A summer girl,
That slips new life
To you.
Stephen Nesbitt © . |
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