Lunar Motion Posts
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Hot, Devil hot. Through the thick air The sun beats down Upon my brow, The heat my heart To make faint. The land of green Baked red and black; And I, fallen to my knees, Turn my eyes towards the sky, And with a gasp of breath Find strength within the light.
© 1990 John Schneider. All rights reserved.