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New Shades of Summer – A Retrospective on the Life of June



How we were drawn into this light,
Released from bedtime curfews,
And freed from morning's grasp:
Those signatories of winter
With their dark ink now all blurred and faded.

In this light,
We might hear the rhythm of seasons,
Or trace the day's soft edge.
Maybe rediscover the contours of our soul,
Or we might just sit in trees,
With the afternoon wind still sliding through
The once barren branches.

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