Vacation

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Summer vacation, Oh I miss you so.
Here I sit in quarantine but I really want to go.
Pictures of going out to eat, I can almost taste that Quacamole.
Bright pretty colors in our comfortable clothes.
Sitting on the beach as the breeze gently blows.
I wanna go back and do it all over.
Reality is hand sanitizer and my face cover.
Photos of the fun vacation my memories know, but I really wish I could go.
©VcS2020

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