Lately, it's been extremely hot outside.
Do you think it's because of the fireworks?
Peeeewwwwww~! And the stars shine bright for you, and only you.
Even the crickets have died. I hear them less now, than on nights where my balcony door is wide open.
Was that a rumble in the sky, or a tenant dragging their only chair, heavy on the floor?
Enclosed in a space without breathing the same air as the cows next door, it is no wonder I choke on the dust my lifeless dolls wear.
It really is hot these days.
Do you think I'll wake up in shivers in the morning air?
You and me see how we are...
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