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1d
All the windows are open,
and the lights are off.
The only sounds are
the crickets and
a box fan.
It’s an unusually cool
night for the first of
August but no one is
complaining.
July was a heatwave.
Chameleon
Written by
Chameleon  30/F/Ohio
(30/F/Ohio)   
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