(ridiculously so...the grass on the dyke turned yellow in a few minutes and the heat has left me speechless...unlikely i hear you say...)

“She did not speak for speech was unknown to her.”

― Pablo Neruda

(well not exactly "unknown" but sort of melted!?...and i can think of a few people that would be glad at my silence...not YOU of course!?)

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