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Oasis

Raindrops hang
From washing lines
Like sap that seeps
From jungle vines

Cars splash puddles
In the street
Like mirage pools
Beneath our feet

No one ventures
Out of doors
When fog drifts in
Like great sand storms

We fool ourselves
But only when
The English summer
Starts again

 

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