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Days
of raining
The
sky turned dark
The
wind was strong
The
floods came
The
last few days
The
low lying areas hit
By
the rising tides
The
flooded homes
Now
the hot sun
It
bathes the ground
The
water may recede
Leaving
the muds and debris
The
roads will have potholes
The
tarring never done properly
Not
like those decades ago
Where
Indians did a good job
The
hot sun rays
It
heat your naked skin
You
can feel the burning sensation
You
will walk under shades
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