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still hangs in the night air from holiday meals   long grilled the only light  I see is above the crescent  moon and a triangle of stars boasting of Saturn   and Mars plus the  bonus planet  Antares as I stumble  yet again  through the lawn to find  those half sunken stepping stones   on  tilted  soil headed towards the back porch where Lily cat meows   loudly for her supper by the back door
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Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
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still hangs in the night air from holiday meals   long grilled the only light  I see is above the crescent  moon and a triangle of stars boasting of Saturn   and Mars plus the  bonus planet  Antares as I stumble  yet again  through the lawn to find  those half sunken stepping stones   on  tilted  soil headed towards the back porch where Lily cat meows   loudly for her supper by the back door
Impressions of last Labor Day
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Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
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