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And I walked alone into the desert.
Mostly because I like how each step
Seemed to muffle the roaring car
Engines
Indefinitely.
And the dirt went on for miles
and miles,
Rolling red.
And even a few
Scattered
Clouds.
Totally silent.
Except for each grain of sand.
Sliding whenever boot hit the Earth.

8/6/2015
Riley Welch