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Apr 2013
haloes of light
reflecting on dew-sewn leaves
like angel's breath
creeping through the eaves

a soft, sweet rug
pencilled in a soft, sweet green
and the ever-changing spectrum
of an ever-changing scene

glance up at the sky,
don't you love the summer?
cait
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cait  Kent
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