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May 2014
Driving to the bookstore.
Sky's grey-blue through tinted windows, and the clouds are just grey.
Read a book.
Driving home.
Pink clouds chase the sun away and leave a sliver of moon suspended in the dark swirls .
Stoplight.
"It looks like a toenail clipping."
Green.
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   SG Holter
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