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A Never Ending Cycle


It's hot outside, Go turn on your A.C., It's cold outside, Go burn down a tree, Now it's even hotter outside, Turn the A.C. up even more, It's a never ending cycle, It's a never ending war. It's hot inside, Go crack a window, It's cold inside, Go warm up with some cocoa, I'm sick of people complaining about the weather, Then they try to change it and things aren't getting any better, It's becoming a viscous cycle you know weather can't be coerced, Stop messing with your thermostat before you make things worse.
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ThomasfromCal
I wanted to right something that showed the correlation between comfort and that which is making us uncomfortable. I don't believe most people make this connection. I hope you enjoy it.

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