Summer Tears

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Summer Tears

The sun rises over

The beautiful Summers Morning

As Joy rises from sleep.

Birds begin to sing

Delightful songs that touch hearts

after lengthy silence.

Quiet sounds seem loud

As the summer solstice dies

In a dreading head.

Autumn, winter come,

Scare those who realise the

Danger they bring.

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