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1d
Hot, humid night
Broken air conditioning
Windows open to the
Sounds of southern summer nights
Humid skin, Humid sheets
Too uncomfortable to sleep

But now,
at least,
I can smell the trees
Written by
Labhrás  25/M
(25/M)   
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   Kalliope and Yuiza Nabin
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