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The heat came out of nowhere
Winding through the streets
Slithering into hangouts and homes
Looking for what, no one knew.

The wind gave up, out of breath
The moisture hung on
As if guiltless, uninvolved —
Making everyone sweat.

The lakes and pools filled
With bodies of the innocent
Splattered and buoying in the waves
Seeking shelter from the onslaught.

The fog rose and ran;
With the rain out of town
Leaving the heat unobstructed
To throw its weight around.

Every summer, they claim,
The heat comes out
Winding through the streets
Shooting down the frail and weak.