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Published: September 2nd 2007
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I can hear the plane's engines in my head
I can feel the descent in my belly
I can hear the crickets behind my apartment door
I can smell the morning rice
I can see the rivulet of ants across the tiles
I can feel the scald of the sun as the clouds clear
I can taste the tinny rain in the afternoons
I am almost home
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