The
hot sun
The
clear blue white sky
The
penetrating hot rays
The
feeling of burning
The
temperature soaring
The
hot sun never smile
It
comes at it with its full force
“You
can't run or hide”
Under
the shades
Of
houses or complexes
There
will be give and take
The
air-conditioning units blasting
The
heat wave
The
soaring temperature
The
pockets hit with holes
The
electricity board smiling to the bank
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