Slowly this summer out-burns itself
Flames drawn up from the earth
As high up as far away
Until everything seems to shine
Everything starts to ascend
Climbing the ladders of flames
The flames pulling up the ladders
Behind us so we can't escape
But just then the Pleiades
We call them with no sense
Of their true magnificence
Seal off the sins of summer
Rain returning us to this world
We love and love to hate
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