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Dec 2020
Quiet.
Silence settles across the empty desert once more
A calming wind brushing through the desolate feeling
A shadow flickers across the face of the moon.

Is something coming?

Why does it feel like the sandy dunes and snoozing creatures
are all holding their breath?
Waiting?

What for?
Ashlyn Yoshida
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