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The one who whispers in automobiles
Causes streetlamps to tremble with thanksgiving as he kneels
And brings their harsh hauteur low as they boast
At the hour of perfect darkness
At the height of the…
The golden noon of the desert beats down silently
On the fields of sand.
Weary skies
Move palely
Over the stillness.
The sun’s step
Strides silently in golden shoes.
Camel footsteps cover the…