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Rated: E · Other · Other · #1773190
Summer time, hot, sticky and itchy
Sun beat upon him like waves upon the shore,no water, just sweltering waves of heat. Sweat from his brow ran into his eyes. He drove hooks into the bail, with one swing cast it on the wagon. His tongue cleaves to his mouth like bird to a branch. Agh, to be under a shade tree . thirstily, He pours water on his head, then sips, A moments oasis from the suns rays.
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