The wind has stilled and
the birds cheer in a chorus
of peace, as a dove coos.
A hazy, filtered sun dips westward
behind the branches of Ash trees,
which stretch upward into a creamy
blue sky;
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and crows gather in a story.
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and crows gather in a story.
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and I sit....and breath.
15th January, 2013
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