Dance across the wind
Blown turmoil rises
Up to the heat
Kissed placid
Calm in this desert
Heat making plain
Sacrificed dreams
Slow whispers turn the leaf
Perched on death’s bones
Watching the quiet
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Pelgris 
Love this title, bro.
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