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Summers of Past

She longed for those days, where summers meant something.

When summers meant staying up late, watching movies that she shouldn't have.

When sleeping in was real, waking up in the early afternoon.

She longed for the summers where sleep overs meant talking to boys on the

phone after dares were taken.

A place where sleep never came, but dreams come true.

Summers where secrets were told, and promises were made.

She longed for the summers where parents were at work and kids were walking a fine line.

Where first kisses were the goal and true loves came and went.

Summers that served as both beginnings and endings.

She longed for the summers that were meant for fun.

Where she had no responsibilities, and she wasn't counted on.

Summers of her past when the world stood still.



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