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Choking grey thick clouds
Enter from the south,
A heavy pall on an otherwise ordinary afternoon.
Beguiling and fooling,
The longed-for dampness never arrives;
Instead waxy flakes descend
And where the dust settles
The truth arrives with cold clarity.
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Jscholar
Editor, writer, music lover, & sometime scholar with an attitude problem carefully nurtured over decades.
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