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Roll the Windows Down

I sat in my car a while to think,

   to form a little rhyme. 

I had no food, nothing to drink,

   for this was writing time!

The air was hot, but I was not!

   I focused on my task. 

I wrote and wrote when from my throat,

   there came a little gasp!

There was no flow, or air you know,

   I should have sat outside!

But in my car I sat and wrote,

   and from the heat, I died! 

Advice from Aarockmoth the Ancient One

Beyond Your Eyes