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Remember those late summer days, with the hum Of insects and shimmering heat and that sun That low golden, ‘I’m in love’ sun? Remember the songs we could hear in the trees, The scent of hot grass and the warm salted breeze, That thistledown-wish laden breeze? Remember the lemonade smile on your face, The knowing that we all belong in this place, This dearly-held, storybook place? Remember the stepping of […]

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