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I couldn't make it click today,

I couldn't catch the wave as others did,

Riding down the fierce-foaming surf of

Crashing half-truths and heart-strings,

And cursed instead the airless heat that

Stifled thought and word - relieved

Only in the day's end scent of rain.



16th April 2015

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