Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…

It was a hot cicada Summer. He walked the streets among many. His life feeling much like a bummer.

It took time but he realized. Life can be great despite circumstances and consequence. This year now seen with his own eyes.

To come back a better man. Having done everything you needed to do. Figuring out his own plan.

He was proud of the work he had done. He learned his lessons needed to do what was deemed necessary. And he did it all under that hot beating Sun.

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