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Air of Gold

Beneath my feet,
Old sands
rift and tumble,
Plumes of gold,
sea washed
and pure,
Of memories
distilled essences,
Webs of words
that float
on small rafts
of quartz,
Years
that close
behind me,
Trapping
my world
in air of gold

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