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Oh, the Humidity

Hu-madness has set in The moisture’s underneath your skin And the heat’s trapped between the hair On your neck, sitting there Just waiting to press down To drown You in its fire, or roast you with its rain The elements once so twain Are now one Fire and water’s son Will dance upon your nape…

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away

      i peel down the postcard a memory of you a you who doesn’t exist. not anymore i know this to be true it hurts to know that people go in such a silent way be relieved. be brave. be sad. be kind. be happy. you did live one day there’s tragedy in…