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peach I thought
looking at the twilight sky
the light orange
blushing
underbellies
of rushing clouds
the sky was darkening
and so bright
and the message I read
was in the pulsing web
which connected me
moved with me to connect me
to the sky
something about the peach light
let me see the lines
and crosses
everywhere
the web
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Thomaston Maine
June 14 and 15
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© 2017 William C. Eberle