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Aug 2014
there i was
standing on the edge
of the earth
rolling away from  the sun

frozen in the doorway
of a dream
with twilight
pouring over me

flood waters churning
dust and mud
tumbling through
the dessicated planes

carrying life away
as quickly as it came
Setenance
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Setenance  NY
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