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I think of you

Only when

Children run by me on the sidewalk

playing hopscotch or

hide and go seek


Only when

Rainy days send me inside

seeking refuge with large books

several cups of coffee and

an ice cold couch


Only when

  Sweltering summer days melt into heavy evenings,
the stereo plays no music and
the windowsill is absent you


Other than this,
I hardly think of you
at all

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