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Mar 2016
A cool sensation washes over my feet, shockingly cold, yet, refreshing.
Sand grains squelch between my toes as I sink deeper into the hidden earth.
A gentle warmth rushes over my skin as the suns rays tantalize me with promises of the coming day.

But when I open my eyes, my feet are as dry as the dessert
...
Longing for the rain.
Amanda Francis
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Amanda Francis
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