My dear friends of long ago, I miss you. ~
September moon, celestial skinny-dippers, sangria soirée, so soused, starlight swimming, summertide celebratory, singing soon sepia snapshots, streaming in soulful sisterhood psyches of sorrowful separating friends, sadly, still scattered, sweetly soliloquizing of September of ‘76. ~
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