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Nov 16
Night hung in the heat.
Naked sleep offered no relief.
Even as morning creeps
rain tries to poke holes
in the heavy air,
but only a ‘dust devil’
is accomplished!
Written by
Bekah Halle  43/F/Australia
(43/F/Australia)   
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