Morning found us calmly unaware Noon burning gold into our hair At night, we swim the laughin' sea When summer's gone Where will we be Where will …
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Things About Home
“Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a …
Summmmmer // Seven
“The first week of August hangs at the very top of the summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it …
