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Summer Evenings
Summer evenings stroll on
With their melodies strong
And their playful wishes well-fed
With their melodies strong
And their playful wishes well-fed
Sunsets arrive in full glory
With a daring, keen story
Reluctant to cast us to bed
With a daring, keen story
Reluctant to cast us to bed
The skies blush and they croon
Kiss hello to the moon
and blossom in purple and red
Kiss hello to the moon
and blossom in purple and red
Thursday 2nd June 2016 10:09 pm
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