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Warm August Day
An instrument I cannot name
Sings into my ear
This instrument is famous
For everyone can hear
Someone close is talking
Babbling you could say
But it is not my conversation
So I kindly walked away
A woman in blue spoke
From her home way up high
But I spoke not her language
So I turned away my eyes
Now I had two choices
And I took the longer route
Though short longer it seemed
As I stepped it grew dark out
A runner ran past
Dressed all in brown
I stayed still and quiet
But still off he bound
I found myself a store
Where they sold only fruit
I took some in my hand
And went off on my route
Here the lights came on
As I drew closer to home
While insects nicked at my skin
And spoke in voices like drones
A walk is quite relaxing
More so I would say
When it's the woods you're walking in
On a warm August day
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