The August Wind. ( fr the blazing sun ).

Posted: May 14, 2012 in Uncategorized
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It almost never came, there was the night passing with its still morning dew, then the long heated weary, and humid dry days.

A shower hope would come break the spell. Few moments to spear on these summer days, when the August wind almost never, never came.

August wind, where are you? the cruel heat as my life on a spin. Out of control right under my very nose. I must then hope against hope, when the August wind almost never came.

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