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Tuesday, June 12

humid

The sun is squelching the water
in the air, it lands
on skin and lungs, drowning ,expelling salt
its sticky

we drink water foolishly
to dry our selves off

racoons are not better at it
eating mud maybe instead

and the birds have a breeze when they move fast

but moving fast makes it worst of all
the stuf that puts you into a sleep for weeks

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