day sun
on sky
bright lips
earth is
not enjoy
on summer
shoot
trees
was so tired
of sun
sun not
tired
fire to all
simply
again
so hot
hot is nice
for morning
noon for
sad
evening for
so bad...
sun play
summer top
a people are
searching cool
cool
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