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City Heat

The neighborhood has gone to bed A lonely yellow light peeks out a window A wary city coyote gives a curious glance Racoons pick the combination lock on the trash can lid A feral Tom serenades its purring lover Street lights offer a dubious trust As a cradle moon rocks the stars to sleep A wind chime succumbs to the humidity

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Date: 7/2/2025 7:13:00 PM
Don't you just hate it when wind chimes succumb?
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Date: 7/1/2025 12:19:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful "City Heat" write. Great Story... Have a fun day writing away..........
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