Summer is tan on the back bikini cries not wanting to get stared at.
The deep roar of the Ty coming in cooling my body with a gentle breeze.
Hot steaming sun torturing us with it firing powers making summer a river of sweat.
Summer is your melting ice-cream can melt anything that is icy cold.
Summer is winters worst enemy.
Don't mes with summer season.
Don't mes with summer season.
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