Oh Mr. Sun, Sun,
Mr. Golden Sun,
please shine down on...
meeee.
Dear Spring Break,
I need you. Please come as soon as possible. Tomorrow wouldn't be too soon. I'm freakin' out. I need a week of worry free bliss. I need my best friend and a cruise ship and a beach in the Bahamas. I need water so clear you can see the bottom of the ocean. I need to be tan. I need happy.
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