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Idle wind

The soon to be beached meadows shimmers

as the heightened sun dehumidifies the outlying cornfields

evaporating the ground cover.

Scarabs appear postulating

the broken bonds of farmer

and nature.

In the combustible sands

Great things will be birthed.

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