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rush hours.



sometimes
you wonder on days
where the wind is sultry
and everything rushes by

when Sundays become
Friday bells; and tomorrows
twirl towards yesterdays


as you stare
and the sultry wind whirls
leaving your hair in a mess
and your cheeks flushed


if time hates you.



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