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Sep 2013
Power lines
weaving in and out of the foliage
the sky
a cool gray with red tinge
preparing for navy blue
late enough for the streetlights to cast a glow
too early for them to cast a shadow.
The leaves
dark against the slate sky
colors faint
not indistinguishable
branches dancing forwards and backwards
as the air inhales and exhales.
Navy sky
colors all the same
the lamps cast a shadow.
Emma B
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Emma B  In the clouds
(In the clouds)   
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   Jemimah, AJ and Nat Lipstadt
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