August 17, 2014 02:00:53 PM
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Chloe

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15

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intervals

summer flits and flies
like butterflies
and dances too fast to count-
summer
is something in the wind,
a wisp of sunshine
and freedom
that lingers in the autumn air
but we are talking about summer
so
summer has no beginning nor an end,
no middle, either;
summer simply is-
enjoy while the season lasts
for summer is all too fleeting...