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Nov 2011
the highs creep up
the temps pushing their luck
the seventh day will suffocate
or else just embrace

the rounded drops of rain
and animated wisps of clouds
become more and more sparse
as the days creep on

the air on day six
will be weighty with something
perhaps more than moisture

the unnatural grey of the sky
on a day like today
will dissolve into something better
says the seven-day, at least
Lo Infusino
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Lo Infusino  san diego/chicago
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