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ground

Down on the ground there are shrubs and thorns rough enough to break the skin. There are intermittent desert regions that remind us of our thirst patterns. 

 

 

while standing

Once able to stand again, we see there is a direction. There are loving words whispered into the ears of flowers, red wine and dancing ahead at the entrance to the music room.

 

 

 

 

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Future music.

 

Her hands at the ready; to conduct this musical interlude. 
 


 She wears a green metronome on her back.  
 

  
 A nod to the horn section. 
                                              

 

 

        

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 

 

 

 
 

 

 

 

 

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I am the muezzin.  From the balcony of my minaret I make an announcement. 

My lilting voice continues to echo through the city as I run back down the winding stairs. Before the people arrive and dancing begins I need to select the music. I need to vacuum the carpets. 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

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