Sunburn or Tanlines?

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There are two ways to see this worshiped 3 month holiday, summer.

Sunburn.

Being passed the booze,

as they drunkinly murmur "your turn"

Full of friends,

you never thought you would lose.

Dreaming of all the things you should do,

but not doing any of them.

Or.

Tanlines.

Turning down the alcohol,

or taking up the offer, making the best memories that may escape you in the morning.

New people,

you never thought you would be with.

Doing all the things you never dreamed of,

and loving every second of it.

 

How will you live your summer?

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