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Oct 2020
jet
the moon a faintly
traced crescent
admidst a backdrop of blue

an upward pull
the air increasingly thinner
and clearer now

your letter your news
came as quite a shock
but i'm better

and the pain was only
momentary as was
the chaos and confusion

whit howland © 2020
A word painting. An original.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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   Cloudydaze
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