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Thursday 8:31 PM 2023
In the evanescent minutes before sunset, cirro-cumulus clouds look for a pillow before ceding the cosmos to twilight ... joined in a gavotte by gentle zephyrs that insistently caress the boughs of the giant oak trees on the stage across the street from my porch. Three robins swoop from a power line to forage for tiny insects. Within minutes, their internal alarm will sound curfew.
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