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Terra UltimaI run my fingers down his side,Terra Ultima
to know him or become him. Hard and smooth he plays easy. I can tune him in moments, and revel when I make him sing. Something I can reach for at any hour of the night belonging utterly to me. He is the earth and the wind he is my life my soul my voice when I cannot speak. He holds all that is me and yet is formless, boundless. He is everything and more. Without him, I am lost in a land lacking even the simplest mus
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Once Upon a TimeI step off the bus into a cloud of dust. I guess being from Denver I'm used to it dry, but... Coughing I quickly make for the nearest building. I hate the desert right now. Hate it with a passion that I have felt for nothing else in years. My shrink would be doing a dance. A breakthrough! I find it sad that my so-called breakthrough comes in the dead of summer because of this.... hell. I look around and see nothing. Brown. Death. No water, no life. I look up at the nearest group of people and tell them very succinctly what I think about this. Three of them jump, get offended and start looking at me funny, but one of them, a tall man, simply lOnce Upon a Time
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