- I
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- Lily's leaves- Upturned
palms that gently collect drops
of summer's warm tears.
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- II
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- Water balloons burst
Excited squeals fill the street.
I join the blue team.
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- III
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- Indian summer
nights: legs swaying from the pier.
The sea sprays my soles.
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- IV
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- Lost souls in darkened
cells, terrified to sleep-The
night sky swallows dreams.
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- V
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- Sail to distant lands,
every corner of the earth.
You are still alone.
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