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Aug 2017
Simmering summer sun beams,
magical mischevious mirage gleams,
wavering, wistful, wandering dreams,
slowly sliding slippery sweat streams.

Cool caffeinated colas chill,
monitoring Mayan mountains still,
crackling cubes coalesce till,
groups gathered garner goodwill.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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