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clouds of powdered clay.
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There was the delight
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I caught in seeing long straight
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rows of red and
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green vegetables
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stretching away in the sun to the bright horizon.
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There was the faint,
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cool kiss of sensuality when dew
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came to my cheeks and shins as I ran down
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the wet green garden paths in
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the early morning.
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There was the vague sense of the infinite