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a place for poetry, haiku and other major minimalistic things ✍🏽Steve Noettl
Tuesday, March 11, 2025
Tonight
the screaming sirens
in the distance
the sound of engines revving
a cool breeze blows
a scent of sage and rock,
clouds looming low
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