| After The Deluge Smell the air unaware that a storm has passed left ruin in its path not able to tell the dancer from the dance the aftermath leaves a certain confusion... delusion... after the deluge and time reminds that distant thunders from the past will often last longer than one may know or wish to be mud dries to clay and rain will eventually go away evaporate or stay forming...a pond of pain |
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| Copyright � 2001 Dennis Hicks |