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Seconds before the rain
with the sweetest smell ever to alight
the fragile sense of scent
The earth shattered
Roots and mortar, hearts and joints,
we fled. we had to. into, those crevices
of mihrab and ostracism,
and decayed. and hid. and cried
Centuries of tears lie within your soul dear human,
forget us not, repress us not, regret us not,
for through us you may taste abundance
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