Summer's Door
By one year's length, of one yearned round
Looking for a way out
From toil, inescapable
Unto this door, Time-walled, impresst
Of its own luring seal
For a cool shady rest
That is Summer's, does begging rap.
No key, in response, heard!
For what never is locked!
Oh its access! Highest winging.
The bluest, brighest.
Oh! Heart-liberating.
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