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Sometimes it waited after dark, when everyone was asleep, and moved in slowly like a thief, working its way into all the ruwas, up everyone's nostrils, seemingly intent on making the people's mountain existence a troublesome one
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Believe me, I would run if I could, but there seems to be a low haze of molasses clinging to my ankles.
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I think of today, of yesterday –
of all the yesterdays – bitter-sweet
as a twisted candle in the burnt-orange
autumn air;
amber gold liquid, filling smoky atmosphere
purpled in a dusky venetian glass,
and the scent of roses
a bouquet shimmering
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830
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Today the isobars are far apart.
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9761
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I trip on the dimples, pimples, /
divots camouflaged in the sand
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