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the white moon lingers in the pale blue morning sky paper thin or thinner like a piece of cloud torn off there is only this; the wind, slightly cold the sun, slightly warmer and the promise of something we have yet to define
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Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 5:35 AM UTC
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the white moon lingers in the pale blue morning sky paper thin or thinner like a piece of cloud torn off there is only this; the wind, slightly cold the sun, slightly warmer and the promise of something we have yet to define
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Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 5:35 AM UTC
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