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Feb 2014
Body frozen in heat,
the shirt your wearing
is drenched in sweat,
go turn on your air
conditioner and busted,
Go turn on the water nose
,but no water,
feeling of a sense of death
walk outside squiq,
steped on your 7 year old
dog that looks like a saturated
pumpkin inside out,
burst in tears you go for the phone
find the boo boo boop,
quickly run to the radio,
shcrerrr "Good morning america
bolt your doors get ready for the flash."
torva messor
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