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contrails streak the sky vaporous cotton left by silver dots going somewhere, my mind takes flight but my feet are stuck to the ground

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Date: 1/30/2025 3:45:00 PM
Hello Oliver, Your feet are stuck on the ground because you are using your imagination to be where you are. Enjoy your evening my friend. /Darlene/
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 1/31/2025 9:43:00 AM
Hello Oliver, thank you my friend. /Darlene/
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Oliver Mckeithan
Date: 1/30/2025 5:39:00 PM
You as well my friend. Thanks for reading
Date: 1/29/2025 8:23:00 PM
Thanks for teaching me the word 'contrails,' Oliver. Love seeing them. Thanks, gw
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Oliver Mckeithan
Date: 1/29/2025 9:07:00 PM
Thank you Gershon.

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