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By blakey Date: 2006 Jul 27 Comment on this Work [[2006.07.27.13.57.2810]] |
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Sun bleached hair anointing sun burnt shoulders tattered shorts with ice cream shirts flip-flopping down the sidewalk Chased by shadows half our age who'd disappear in grassy oceans under umbrella trees Bragging on dreams that will become our lives too young to understand the future or the past Whatever happened to the string of Saturdays summer once seemed? |