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I miss last June more than anything. Summer sun and the big tire swing. Nights spent late on the golf course. A bedtime that was never enforced. We'd bring pillows and blankets and books and pens.
#25thOfJuly Hot dogs roasting on an open barbie, Heat rash nipping at your nose, Radio music being sung in the kitchen, And folks dressed up in birthday suits.
It's soft and slow, touches more places than most, Drenches you to the bone. Summer rain soaks my soul.