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Because I remember that one setting sun’s warm embrace
The lustful kiss of a mountain wind that chapped my face
The torrid heat of a desert that sucked me dry
And that monsoon burst from a vengeful sky
The call of a hawk that climaxed a canyon’s silence
The crash of a salty wave that married peace with violence
I could no longer settle for some mundane lover’s lie
My standards were now far too high