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"Summer" (by Joe DiMino)
We are all seasons
In sense and color—
Our creative height
When nearest light:
You say, such lamp
A curse for the desert,
For beneath the surface
All forced to dwell;
I say, such heat
Is for introspective purpose
For I have seen a temperate earth
Made a bloody hell….