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Atmosphere

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I wait
For the sun to burn away the clouds
In the roaring winds of the morning

I watch
Orange topped stalks shudder
High branches shot down in their chase
to the sky

Everything here
Moves without moving

As do I

Beyond barred windows
Crisped by sunlight
And shaken in chilly gusts,

I melt into the mountain

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Written by Del
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