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Up in Smoke, 2013

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no wind moaning
no shutters flapping

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doors standing still
in the darkest night
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heat rising piercing through
as light enters the crack

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at daylight no crickets
or frogs telling stories
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just the heavy stillness
of some summer nights

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away from breezed seas
laying awake interspersed

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