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Summer is what I grow in my garden.
Summer is what I wear on the beach.
Summer is what I sing in my song

Laughing, with the charming daisies
Flying, with my rainbow dress
Crying, with the waves in the ocean.

How I wished you could stay.

Grace Zhuang
Grace Zhuang, 6
Vienna, VA