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Under Heat

Hot,
Devil hot.
Through the thick air
The sun beats down
Upon my brow,
The heat my heart
To make faint.
The land of green
Baked red and black;
And I, fallen to my knees,
Turn my eyes towards the sky,
And with a gasp of breath
Find strength within the light.

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