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Feelin' Like Summer
The boy who lives below me climbs out onto his roof at night and sings along with his guitar right below my open window. I know he doesn't know I'm up here, but it makes me so happy to sit here in the warm night breeze with the stars just coming out and listen to him. He has such a pretty voice.
Thank you, boy. ♥
Thank you, boy. ♥