Flaming River Gorge, Wyoming
(headed south west)
Bare Skin & Sage Brush
The pungent fragrance
lures her off the highway to heal.
It is there she'll shed her skin,
ever so similar to the Prairie Rattlesnakes
amongst her.
The heavy haze holding her spirit prisoner
is forced out with her clear mind,
As she transforms out of fine dust n smoke,
The desert haze knows to meet the horizon.
"we will shed many skins &a we will learn many a times"
-L
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