.September shook the streets and left a sedimented sky
And a countenance that accounted for a crime
Summer left me sweet, unfit for such a sad surprise
Summer left you supple and supine
I was poised, oh can't you tell?
Pursuit doesn't suit me well
I'm sick with this sickly s.
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