Summer walk

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The early mornings were prosperous,
Satisfaction as a reward for us.
Mother and I, embracing the heavens,
Nature was our ceaseless lust.

We need back that pleasing glory,
Yet I've always had it with me!
Inside or out, when I'm with you,
Love is more than enough for me to be!

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