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'dear Summer,'

Dear Summer, in reality "I hate you" I hate your friend "sun" too. every time you come around, I have to change my boots for sandles.. and put my favorite thermal away just to make room for tank tops... Eczema is an attraction to my body, so heat isn't really my kind of weather; bumps begin to form and its all your fault... Summer, you can be friendly from day to day, but from my point of view, You're mean . . . . Sincerely, |Your worst enemy, T'Keyah Shamere Wilder -

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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