Gentle breeze on a summers day
cooling your skin, caressing your face
Angry killer, undaunted and free
blowing down lives, denting our souls
The sun,tanning us slowly,that deep dark brown,
cooking us inwardly,slowly dying,
heating our skins, giving us warmth
brown lumps appearing, the pain of beauty
fire, dancing majesticly, like a flower on a hill
making us fire, taking away our skin
Water hydrates us, the giver of life
too much life can be death.
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