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summer camp

Floating around in the afternoon

and hearing the chirps of birds.

Feeling the summer breeze on my skin

makes me think of summer camp.

Sitting by the lake watching my cabinmates

laugh and joke.

It was a simpler time

Back then

we had no worries

and we knew that we would see each other again.

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