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Jul 2014
Oh to dissolve into a soft night sky
while yet the sunset is on the horizon.
To be the first pinpricks
of light to appear.
Wishes freely given.
Oh to be dark clouds
against a darker blue.
Spreading out to touch
the upper atmosphere.
Elizabeth Novak
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Elizabeth Novak  America
(America)   
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