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Summer Sun
Royal orb whose heat is sizzling Sails across the sky in silence. Fire within that’s always bringing A searing pain the mind must sense. People sweating and feeling tense. Will the days continue to bake The skin and soul as one thought vents? The heat is here for nature’s sake. A Huitain style poem too late for the contest.
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