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Draped in a cloudy cloak, The light is filtered Onto this marsh once more. But a crack near the horizon Lets some straggling beams fall, And reflect off the salty water. Now all the marshen rivers Are made of liquid gold.
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Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
Difference in Light
Draped in a cloudy cloak, The light is filtered Onto this marsh once more. But a crack near the horizon Lets some straggling beams fall, And reflect off the salty water. Now all the marshen rivers Are made of liquid gold.
Sorry if it’s bad, it’s my best attempt as of late.
#marsh#clouds
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20/M/Wherever I May Roam
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
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