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by azure_

by azure_

I dream of summer days,
Of dresses made of flowers
And sandy beaches divine
I dream of care-free ability

I dream of shadows and time.
Florid, fluttering butterflies
And watermelon cold,
I want to stay forever
In summers never old.

I dream of waters aquamarine
And trees tall and green
Perhaps these shades of summer
Are too beautiful to dream.

I dream of friends laughing
And of bliss.
Take me away to the days
When I will have all of this.