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Jul 2014
I got scorched by the sun.
It raked it's teeth on me instead
Of gently pecking my cheek.
I hurt for a while,
Licking my wounds,
Not literally of course,
And now my hurt is healing.
And perhaps mr. Sun will give me another chance.
Iris Rebry
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