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- Poetry > Free VerseSouth Carolina sweat drenching my face Under this blistering August sun. Insects preying on my flesh Just feasting on my salty blood buffet. The grassy aroma seeps into my nose Causing this aggravating tingling in my nostrils. Whap! Whap! says the whacking weed-eater Against the shed's meta...