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Jan 2020
The clouds loosened from the sun
Like a frock from a tidywoman,
Past care with her labors done,
Crumpled rag thrown over a chair,
While a fan blows the loose ends
Of the apron ties like misty fragments,
The clouds loosened from the sun.
#clouds #sun #cloudy #cloud #sky
Chris Saitta
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Chris Saitta  52/M/Virginia
(52/M/Virginia)   
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