A Country Rag Dirt Road Journal
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Absorbed along his latitudes, subsumed in storm and stretched to mist vertigines, she is not swayed, staid to cords braid taut by aural memory, belief's melody of dawning that plays, beyond the electric daze and crushing gale, a lay of clarity for mate and seascape. |
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