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Climate Change

Gallic troubadour wears a red headband,
sings English songs in his heavy voice,

sits on a folding chair on the Promenade des Anglais,
his guitar slightly out of tune, "Nowhere man

please listen, you don't know what you're missing"
while Tom and Tracy, fresh from their wedding,

their bags back in the Hotel Paradis, after
sweating through the heat of the day, now coolly 

stand hand-in-hand among the crowd 
in early evening celebrating Bastille Day 

as the threat of rain cascades over the suddenly 
awakened waters. Nearby,

a small, Tunisian man climbs into the cab of his truck,
aims it toward the beach.

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