This summer will be a financially satisfying time for you. You won't have to worry about not having enough money. You will have more than enough money to enjoy your desired experiences. You will be able to see new and beautiful places without the burden of stressing over money. You will eat the foods you want to eat and go on all the adventures that call out to you. You will enjoy all the luxuries this summer has to offer you, and money will never be a factor. Claim it.
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"Summer is growing old and everything is flowing into a single melancholy murmur"
~ Tomas Tranströmer, from "The Cuckoo"
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i am bigger than life. therefore i am almost a god
but i will never be a july evening. 
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katherine arden, from the bear and the nightingale
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August rain: the best of
the summer gone, and the
new fall not yet born.
The odd uneven time.
Sylvia Plath
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A late afternoon in August,
ripe, transparent,
the cherry tree's leaves unstirring,
the grasses mute.
Currants, already black, burst
on the tongue, their sweetness
holding the memory
of spring and summer, of storms,
and mornings, and the flight of a lark.
Adam Zagajewski, Night
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"It had been a warm, smoky summer afternoon. The world was in a splendor of out-flowering. The idle valleys were full of hazes. The woodways were pranked with shadows and the fields with the purple of the asters"
Anne of the Island 1915 by L.M. Montgomery
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It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write.
Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
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summer is happening way too fast
i'm still grieving you
i'm grieving our plans and our future
i'm grieving the late night conversations and slow dances that we'll never have
i'm grieving a person that no longer exists
i'm not ready to spend the summer without you
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"Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow. You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living. This was the first morning of summer."
-Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
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i was made for the mountains
the mountains were made for me
you see, we were made for each other
the mountain peaks and me
@ whereshegrows / the lovers
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“The June roses over the porch were awake bright and early on that morning, rejoicing with all their hearts in the cloudless sunshine, like friendly little neighbors, as they were.”
Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
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"There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of existence."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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sylvia plath, from a letter to kathy kane written c. september 1962
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August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Excerpted from Sylvia Plath's Unabridged Journals.
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