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October Sky

wrapping around her a shawl of crimson and gold lady of the dusk buries her flushed face in the bosom of the sea burning deep shadows with a tang of cold in this serene solitude of the mute landscape

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 8/24/2015 12:27:00 PM
WOW! Hugs Jan xx 7
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