Pretty seeing, if seen
Else prettier guessed.
Vaguer traced, corners none
In school yard's focus.
Times yourselves, unaware
Unembarrassed thus
Far summer's place, do shape
A floaty dress for.
Or coyer, curtained off
For our eve's peeking.
Left to fancy's pleasure
Details to fill in.
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