Seasmoke Friends
But oh, sweet summer will be here
With my memories of old.
Soon you'll cross the distance, wherever you're from.
I just need to hang on for my 7 days to come.
I slowed the pace, let the last notes hang in the air, fill the room.
7 days, please come.
Silence lingered, and I slowly opened my eyes. Then, the room erupted into applause. God, I loved that rush. Nothing like it. Grinning, I took a quick bow and announced last call.
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