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Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… cars hush by pale sod mounds of urban fields odd Sirens sing while small plush bits of skin fall again autumn brings the tree-cricket trilling in and roads of dead asters in brown brush… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh…
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 6:39 AM UTC
Cicada Serenade
Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… cars hush by pale sod mounds of urban fields odd Sirens sing while small plush bits of skin fall again autumn brings the tree-cricket trilling in and roads of dead asters in brown brush… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh… Shh…
meadowbridgham
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 6:39 AM UTC
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