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09/21/20 at 11:14AM
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Poetry
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A swirling wind,
as Dust Devils climb,
spinning the dirt
into small spirals.
A gust, a burst
on a breezy day
will clear the air,
or so they say,
as I watch
leaves blow away.
A Comment by Carl
Very nice. It has a pleasant flow
