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Heat Waves

Heat waves burn the Summer air deceit makes it difficult to breathe; Deplete my lungs of oxygen beat like dog days lies beneath; Rush of sultriness over and over paintbrush colors a soft breeze; Gush of flames constricting hush now your pain can ease.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




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