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Poem: Madras

The wet of the solar
A cool and twin reality
You don’t know it
While it exists.
And then it’s told to you.
Bold. Halo of gold, greatness.

One Comment

  1. Laurie Frazier Laurie Frazier August 23, 2017

    This captures it, what an experience.

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