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Friday, October 31, 2008
Mirage Rising out of Death Valley, California
A translucent shallow blue
Lake, a high white wall
Of mountains ringing it,
Hard driving rain
Making cool looking red
Beads of sweat
Fringing the foreheads
Of pale faces
Up to their necks in it.
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