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Waiting, it finds you - wind on your face and hands - usually cool, on the move (as breath soothes your nose below brainbox’s branches, above all those words on your tongue) roaring a bushfire, crackling twigs on from tree onto shimmering tree. poemsfromreality.blogspot.com

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