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Published April 17, 2014
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napowrimo poem 17: three senses grow tired

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write a poem in which you very specifically describe something in terms of at least three of the five senses:

this day blurs a wild chaos before me
i hear stunned muting clouds, my coming sleep
i taste the sweet nectar, new dreams arching up
i give no struggle to the dark willing deep

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