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Summer doldrums, Morning heat risers On the sky, High nubile towers In the distance, Freshwater fountains To slowly refresh, Washing over Water and land, Beating down The soaking rains, Their tall images Standing there, Thunder sounds Barely echo there, All puffed-up And neatly draped, Hung like white Formal tablecloths Across the everglades.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 1:56 PM UTC
Doldrums
Summer doldrums, Morning heat risers On the sky, High nubile towers In the distance, Freshwater fountains To slowly refresh, Washing over Water and land, Beating down The soaking rains, Their tall images Standing there, Thunder sounds Barely echo there, All puffed-up And neatly draped, Hung like white Formal tablecloths Across the everglades.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 1:56 PM UTC
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