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Summer Storms

a perfect summer storm rolled in
just on the cusp of spring,
at the sight of rain, my eyes widened,
my pupils dilated,

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Mirages

at the height of my thirst,
i tried to induce my own mirages,
eyes closed, mind picture-laiden with oasis collages,
at once, i sighed and sipped,
open-lipped,
but i still felt defeated,

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