Hot summer wind blowing across the prairie
Fields of tall grass like golden rivers
Running wild
The heat of high noon
Wraps itself around you
Stifling heat
Of a merciless, blazing sun
Unrelenting
Suffocating
Until the shade of a large dying oak
Provides welcome relief
Eyes close and soon
Dreaming
Of cool clear water flowing
A small brook, a stream
Thirst quenching savior
Replenishing spirit and body
The delusion
Is cruel
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