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weather poem part 8: stating the obvious (Other) by nypoet22 Everyone mentions the weather
Sweats out their pores when the thermostat rises
The waking from a morning sleep
Each day fighting the finality of it
All screaming to wake the others
To capture the strolling of earth and heaven
Tumbled like clothes in the dryer
Turning, these moments well up tears in my eyes
the corner of my bloodshot eye
from there i catch a rare glance at yours, downcast
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