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summer blonde

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The winter teases us with droplets of rain,

Tsunamis of anxiety,

Compressing us with the different shades of orange and yellow,

When we fondly remember the summer breeze and the blonde that came with it.

In these dreary times when change is amok,

Monsters walk in your dreams where fears come to life,

While you safeguard yourself with protections put in place that have come from a place of love,

The rain has stopped,

The concrete soggy as people pass by living in their own bubble,

Main characters in the soap opera of life,

You just have to find meaning.

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