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Sep 1
We talk about cold fronts
and warming trends.
We talk about imminent storms.

Hail, frost, wind.
The long hot summer.
We nod, smile, commiserate.

We talk about the weather
To keep from killing each other.
Written by
Steve Matthews
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   Jeremy Betts
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