The dunes we saw yesterday,
curved up this very slope
are like no other dune.
If you go up one of them,
don't think coming down
will be easy.
The feet sink into the sand,
and down you go almost there.
Then you lose balance.
Tumbling down you go like this.
I did falling headlong in the sand.
My feet up that way far, far from my head.
Laughable you'll think it is. The dune has
it's sun looking on as you tumble down.
One dune facing north. Another south.
All with bits of you, for no two dunes
are the same. Ask the creator of dunes.
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