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AWAKE UNTO ME IBD

IUNIVERSE
11 / 2004
9780595332816
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Sinopsis

Running In the EveningI?ve run until my breath has gone away,the rising winds disturb the forbidding sands,the cacti rustle with the close of day,their blackened forms in all directions stand.My eyes are dazed from the shimmering heat,the lemon-gusts of sage dry out my nose,I look around as evening, like a sheetof darkened blue, to moonless blackness grows.A windless rustle eerily crawls awayagainst horizons always past my sight...I can?t be sure now--what has come my waycould be the wind--or something from the night--And as the darkness chills my sun-burned skin,I sense the desert slowly closing in.