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Samuel Pollock A Summer DayBurning through my shades so light No grass between my toes so green Something that I’ve hardly seen No water had I seen so blue Shimmering so clean and true Sitting under the summer sun Waiting for lemonade to come So tired in the summer heat Chilling, putting up my feet Waiting for these summer days To quietly slip and fade away [BACK TO TABLE OF CONTENTS, CLASS OF 2008 EDITION] |
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