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smoness: When the thunder calls out and the pores of the earth open up, and the heat in the air smells like the back of your neck.
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smoness: Lava-like lust in flavors of wine and water alike: the rain
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smoness: Pulp
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smoness: The climb is never the hard part, actually.
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smoness: Reaching,
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smoness:
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smoness: Isolation
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smoness: Rise