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The Last Time I Was In Cairo I saw all the air I didn't want to breathe in a dusk of wind sanding my eyes a shade of blood (a gun could never hit) I feel the haze in my lungs and an emphysema cheer- hoping for a better future of worse health to end my life at last- unlike this relic of power I can't see before me in this holy land "The Writer's Cramp" Prompt: Write a poem or story with the following title: The Last Time I Was In Cairo. Make sure that your piece goes with your title – ie. You must have Cairo as the piece's residence or vacation spot, and it must play some part in the story or poem. Have fun and see some pyramids if you can . . . [12 lines]
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