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Aug 2016
steep
soil
landslide
foot slips
and shrieks
fade into quiet
you wake on your side
lungs lined with dirt
on a pile of hyacinths
with no wind to move them
the air, stagnant
no wind to while
the dust of you away
the dust of them away
steep
soil
landslide
into where
your comrades lay
touka
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touka  23/F/Wilmington, NC
(23/F/Wilmington, NC)   
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