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High heat

High heat“The air is getting hotter
There’s a rumbling in the skies
I’ve been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat rising in my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It doesn’t haunt me like it did before …”

(Bob Dylan in Trying to get to heaven)
Liège-Chênée (B)

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