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20 August 2012 @ 05:28 am
half six…  

…the air is soft with fog and the town’s glow. through the fog it seems likely that there’s no protective skim of clouds today. a rooster is determined to call the sun, and someone or something is splashing in the river. birds whose calls i don’t know at all are starting to have opinions, and i…had better get to work.

(x-posted from the essential kit)

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Geek of Weird Shit: sensualgows on August 21st, 2012 02:51 am (UTC)
What a lovely post. It's almost like you're a writer or something. ;)