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One Long Ray

One long ray of sunlight gleans down on the back porch and rests in the eyes of gardenias. The day is dying piece by piece until the light absorbs itself behind the purple horizon. The white hooded milk of the moon is sneaking in like dandelions sprinkling the yard mustard yellow. Crickets are playing their shrill violins- the symphony glides on tender earlobes and appears to never rest.

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Date: 2/16/2019 10:37:00 AM
Dawnell, if you had not told me this was about crickets, I would have still guessed it. "symphony glides on tender earlobes and appears to never rest." You have a talent my friend.
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