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RAVAGED BY NATURE, says the local News, BEACHES ARE DYING — naturally I read on, How one day these thin margins will be gone For good, new sand held back by the dams we use On our best streams while the sea slowly chews The old away, back to the cliffs and down To the stones. And nowhere then to run or sun. Any dark place can say what else you’ll lose: The canyon air that floats the alder leaf, The light on the creek, and the creek too, will go; And the ground under, where it had to flow. Your sons, and the dear woman who is half your life, And the two eyes you see both with and through Will go; and your skeleton; and your spirit, too.
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