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Feb 2015
almond gray clouds
are the eyes and soul of the
pumpkin orange sky
i wonder why
the radiant sun
could not die
thus make her
gradual descent
in front of
everyone
spiral down
and vanish
through the
event horizon
Written by
Stu Harley
467
   Bra-Tee
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