i see rays of the sun tracing
every blades of grass known
they curl as if they are tickled
giving way to soil for breathes
easy passage of faltering wind
scooping dust for eyes to see
i sweat profusely, more i drink
sunglasses cheated my body
thinking it's overcast; i laugh
good for shying eyes to hide
a freedom to see far and wide
showing name brand on the side
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