A warm, pleasant day
Turns oppressive under the sun
When the heat mounts each day
Lingering at night like a sickness
It is the humidity you hate
The water you wish to cool and drink
Gathers thickly in the air
Soon the skies roll out gray
And still the heaviness stays
Until the storm breaks
Raging in torrents, thunder and lightning
Crack the sky
Release
and then you breathe again
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