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There was no rain. There was no wind. A sunny day’s bright, piercing sky, And colors that refuse to blend In trees that wear each hue and dye. The sky scalded with skeins of crimson: Sweet sugar maples sing of red, The green of leaves long left behind. And excreted over all: the oil of […]
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