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It's burning my back and arms
My eyes squint at it's charms
No sun block here
To protect her skin
A cloud comes by
To diffuse the heat
Take off the thongs on my feet
Point them into this Seattle sky
Burning the soles
Of one who can cry.

9/20/2014 1350 cj

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