[Piemonedmow]

Okay, here we go once more, in the appropriate forum:


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I wake, and my face is wet.
Is it rain, or tears from the dream?

I sit up, my thigh cold, damp from the sand.
In eerie silence, I watch dark clouds roll
across an even darker sky.
I want to think the strength of the movement is in the clouds,
but I know it is in the wind, which cannot be seen.

I have been here a day, and forever.
I am watching for something, waiting for something,
and doing neither.

I rise on shaky, solid legs
and leave for a destination that won\'t be there when I get there,
and I\'ll arrive where I started.

And in the morning,
The sun will have been up all night.

It didn\'t used to be so,
When I was a part of the changes.

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