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The Last Days of Summer · Vinnie Penn Poemcast

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Speaker 1: The last days of summer, white-knuckled and fleeting. Dinner on
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Speaker 1: the patio, 7 o'clock seating. Me, I like autumn. I
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Speaker 1: always did. I still have the Yankees windbreaker I wore
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Speaker 1: as a kid. Who am I but Charlie Brown? Life's
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Speaker 1: holding that football in place, only to pull it away.
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Speaker 1: Still through the orange-yellow leaves I race. Towards it, forever
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Speaker 1: towards it, no matter what. how it sounds or I seem.
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Speaker 1: I believe every day I'll kick it. I am fueled
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Speaker 1: by dream. The last days of summer, we barely got through. Ah, summer,
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Speaker 1: just another thing to say goodbye to.