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Sep 2014
I Watched
As the summer’s days passed
Heat
So oppressive
That each breath I took
Burned
Inside my lungs

I also remember
The cold front
Coming in
With the rushing wind
Blowing hard
Across the land

Driving
All the flies
Far, far  away
Written by
C J Krieger
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