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glare
in light so sharp it hurts the eyes
we learn new meanings for old pain
to walk outside's a constant strain
so hot we watch the fainting flies
with sympathy that goes against the grain
in light so sharp it hurts the eyes
on such a day the tall tree dies
we know we'll see such times again
but while we suffer hope for rain
in light so sharp it hurts the eyes