it grows like dawn
just behind the mountain
bursting through the air
across every hill and valley
as fast as you can fly
you cannot touch it
it caresses you
you cannot taste it
it devours you
you cannot see it
it blinds you
you cannot hear it
it deafens you
you can only know it
as it destroys you
Monday, February 22, 2010
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