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Wednesday, December 23, 2015

A FINE MIST

in the stillness
my breathing overpowers

as a fine mist 
anoints the curb

calm for now, I can tell

that it is nearly time
for the reckoning.
Posted by Dan Tricarico at 8:11 AM
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