In the heat
The day disappears
Nothing much achieved
Thunder in air
Heavy oppressive skies
Black clouds roll
Give me air
Fresh as dew
In morning’s light
In the heat
The day disappears
Nothing much achieved
Thunder in air
Heavy oppressive skies
Black clouds roll
Give me air
Fresh as dew
In morning’s light
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Love this poem! ❤
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Thank you 😊
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The smell of the air after a thunderstorm is the best!!
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It really is
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