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Friday, January 3
a spell
after flurries of commotion,
silence falls, like
sudden summer rain from open skies;
long peace, an oil color streak,
descends upon a dusk-dimmed valley.
in these calm times, the dark is filled
with quiet beauty,
content & still.
january 2014
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