Last Kiss of Summer

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I didn’t imagine raindrops against the roof last night, but they were small kisses, and gone by mid-morning. Too Little, Too Late will be the epitaph for this summer.

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Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. —Langston Hughes

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