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A November Morning (Reversed Nonet)

Cold Silent Blue morning. Overhead planes Growling like scared dogs. Smokey breath flies upward And fogs up old car windows. Children are on their way to learn About Pilgrims, and loving alone.

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tyler-jackson-king

American

Published: Jan 28, 2013
LinesWords: 932

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