And the living is easy

Oh summer. With your warm sunshine and cold lakes and tanned skin and pink sunsets and wild adventures. You are taking up all of my time. Your golden days are beautiful and numbered, slipping through my fingers and living on in the back of my memory. Can you stay forever? Can you hurry up and move along?

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