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August 14 August arrived bringing the migrantsNight Ride
Along the black
leather strap
of the night
deserted road
swiftly rolls
the freighted bus
Huddled together
two lovers doze
their hands linkt
across their laps
their bodies loosely
interlockt
their heads resting
two heavy fruits
on the plaited
basket of their limbs
Slowly the bus
slides into the light
Here are hills
detached from dark
the road, uncoils
a white ribbon
the lovers with
the hills unfold
wake cold
to face the fate
of those who love
despite the world.
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