the heatwaves.
stay above the tips of chartreuse green,
mixed with the light touch of summer breeze,
I say:
born free, flee and be the ultimate escapee,
never turning back, farewell to all these
years of summer gaze.
the heatwaves.
stay above the tips of chartreuse green,
mixed with the light touch of summer breeze,
I say:
born free, flee and be the ultimate escapee,
never turning back, farewell to all these
years of summer gaze.
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