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Jun 7
Casted asunder,
in the last blip of the day,
toned horizon, a range of blue and red and gray,
to my surprise,
effortlessly falling from a midnight sky,
flurries flirting with the gentle breeze,
through trees of fluorescent light,
a sight that will never fail to amaze me.
Written by
Carlos Iglesias  32/M/Western Mass
(32/M/Western Mass)   
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