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Apr 2020
In a rare blue sky, a deja
vu jet stream resembling
a tuning fork conducts an
empty space between tip
and obscure sound barrier.

Somewhere off to the West
from here, an 'Orchestra of
Boeings' congregate in open
air venues at migrations end.

It is there, easy pickings just as
fallen morsels off a bird feeder,
are gleaned from the carousels.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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