When the skin feels like a searing fire,
When nature caters to the devil’s desire,
When the cool down feels like years away,
We’d sell our souls for a cold water spray.
 
To feel that soothing coldness on our face,
To finally breathe in that moving air to taste,
To run with the rain and play with the wind,
We’d jump up and down like children again.
 
When hot summer days come into our midst,
It’s that carefree feeling that we can’t resist,
When the cool down is all we ask for,
It’s the little things in life that we adore.

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