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Spiraling
Having shed surfaces,
Like places
&
Faces,
This sun stained,
Entrained -
Breeze of believe
Must have been engrained
Deeper
Than can be conceived,
Where so many
Rifts
Drift -
This breath
Of
Life
Remained
In the pleasure
&
Pain
Of dune grass
From
The past
Into
The present
Moment
Infused with beauty
&
Lament
In a breeze of believe
Spiraling
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