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Desert and the Dead Ground

desert sand is its own
of youth and soul

growing of a dead ground
when the selling of it bleeds
and the water is stolen

sad things to consider
truth and the violet chapters

I ignored it and went to a Pentecostal party
where the decadent and opinionated
beat on the tired and the hungry

then I wore my red high heels
listened to deep and hard rage
and learned to recycle

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