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Late summer weighs us down with sullen heat
Even cats and dogs sit still as stones
Gone are early flowers with fragrance sweet
Late summer weighs us down with sullen heat
The hot flagstones make music of my beat
As people wander brandishing their phones
Late summer weighs us down with sullen heat
Even cats and dogs sit still as stones
How my heart sings 