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Black and white magpies carol-in a cool cloudless Morning. White-hot sun rims, lifting serene above trees. Spider colonies catch cones of light, And above, a blue dome floats, visible and invisible Protecting all of us. The day has played out, sunset approaches. The demi-dome now softens to other colours, Soft sweet and semi-sad, Reflecting on the day’s dust, To a gentle, passionate and complete
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