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Moving through the day
In a blister of heat,
Sparks seem to spray
And bounce off the street.
Shadows are twice as black!
The windows sparkle gold.
The earth seems about to crack--
Frightening to behold!
Backed against a wall,
Moving along its side,
I give a desperate call;
There's nowhere to hide,
"Help!" I cry.
"Who stole the night?
I don't wanna die!
Someone turn out the light!"
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2020
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