Summer, I painted a scene that lit the stars for me.
Said "I can erase it for you dear."
That summer created those words that came to life in three.
They were denied by you.
Summer I laid down below a glitter adorned night and silently sparkled my own way.
Summer I laid down by you and shared my frail light.
You gave the dark to me.
I looked inside to
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