The temptation to call
A peek into my inbox
Has there been a shred of evidence
That we're being remembered this Fall?
Shunt you out, I haven't
Blasphemous a call
Yo-yo goes the plea
For a distance unpleasant
Come back old times
For fun, frolic and smiles
Unbridled with distraught
Bring back the sunshine.
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