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June 18, 2017 / douglasnyback

When the Summer Came

The world’s going to hell.

I say, “Let it.  At least until morning.”

With you, resting beside me, I think to myself:

“Finally, I’ve found love.”

So let’s stick together,

and treat each other well

until it feels like that’s all we’ve ever known.

Together we can forget cruelty,

like algebra, as kids, when the summer came.

After all,

you’ve gotta forget something.

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