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Heat seeps away like a dripping tap
Summers blue rays now gray smoke signals Soggy jumper sticking to my neck, like an old kitchen sponge, thick Windows become drums, rushing like the nearby oceans waves Thunder and lightening beautiful horizon like a deserved reward A fading complaint barely spoken and I remember winter is my favorite season.
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