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I sweat

Sticky, humid summer heat

Things can only get better

or wetter

I breathe, I sweat

I stand, I sweat,

I sleep, I sweat

I shower, I sweat

But at least it’s not winter cold

and winter grey

with rain on a winter’s day

Sunshine, suntan

shorts and short-sleeves

and sleep uncovered

Sleep?

What’s sleep in this heat?

Instead I write

I write, I sweat

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