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They say opposites attract.
If you don't get me, I'll get you back. Hot as blazes. Cold as doom. Wilting faces in the ladies room. Hotter than a huckabuck. Cool as a cucumber. Seems we're running out of luck On this canvas of burnt umber. Everyone's now leaving. They're not just standing by To watch the sun start peeling From that effervescent sky, Or falling from the ceiling As the neighbor heaves a sigh. From what it is you're sweating There is no getting dry. She is splashing in the sink. Call a lifeguard, he needs a drink. Empty cities, empty streets. Tires are melting from the heat. A crying lady at the store Gets her soda and a few things more. She is thirsty to her core. Cool your temper. Close the door. Wake up dreaming. Fever break. Then start screaming, For goodness' sake. 12/19/25 ZONE S3E10
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