July

A small poem about the month of July

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1. July

July is where I find myself
covering my window with sheets,
so I can be in the dark.
 It's where I lay in bed,
 still,
 and waiting for the light to shine through.
 It's the time to be alone
and have my thoughts to myself.
Myself and a damp pillow.

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