First Line: THE WIND COMES OFF THE SOUND, SMELLING Last Line: THE WIND GOUGES ITS KNUCKLES INTO MY EYE. NO WONDER THERE ARE TEARS Subject(s): AIR TRAVEL; EMERSON, RALPH WALDO (1803-1882);
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