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A Beautiful Day

Hurricane season has just begun. It's presently 137PM on a warm late Spring Saturday afternoon; And the Summer season will begin soon. Only time will tell what lies ahead. But presently, I can tell you what's above my head. There is a canopy of blue skies and a myriad of beautiful white clouds. And I can also tell you that I am encircled by a sea of trees, beans, and corn; all painted green. Six hours later, it's 735PM, and the setting sun is rapidly fading out of view, leaving a mass of captivating blue clouds. 060323PS

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