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Summer or snow,shoes to go

Dear Summer, 

I miss your soundproof walk 

Your fall-free floor.

Sloosh-slush,

shush, harsh

is all I hear.

"Let my shoes go"

I tell the snow. 

Damage here? you've done!

Clarks in snow?

I couldn't say No.

Brown's my thing

In summer or snow.

 

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