Battle
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Sweltering silence
Of
Summer afternoons
The above-your-head sun
Coming down further
To become a tirade
The tussle begins
Between
The heart's wordlessness
And
The fierce rhetoric
Of
The tropical sun
Who will win
This senseless game
Silence and words are always at odds
Yet neither can displace the other.
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