It Is Summer
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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It is summer,
Fire flames seem to be singing,
Heat waves are on the rise,
Temperatures touching it high,
The sun seems to be a ball of blazing fire
And the earth parched dry
With cracked fissures
Crying for
Rains, rains, rains.
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