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The cool, heavy sun is mute: Apollo's
giddy, radiant youth
now past and gone.
The sky is cloudy. Daisy's
nervous growl
reminds you
you need to be somewhere
in an hour or two,
reminds you
it's Sunday.
posted evening of Tuesday, July 25th, 2017 ➳ More posts about Poetry ➳ More posts about Writing Projects ➳ More posts about Projects
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