Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The Desert Comments

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Silence drifts from my belongings,
like a wave it's consumed in one breath,
the voices, coming from the sands in the dessert,
heat pulsing through every grain, inhaling and submerging, you can feel its weakness and power, calmness and rage,
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