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"AUGUST" |
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The day is hot and languid
The air is heavy with moisture
Moving thru it is like walking thru liquid
Bodies bent over with effort..fighting for posture
Chests heave struggling to gain a breath
Minds wander to the crisp cool songs of autumn,
Lingering there they wonder....
Will these long days of summer never end ?
written by Angelwings 8/99
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