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A wing on blue air
gracing the lazy day
with a smile, reflecting
the tones of the waves
below.
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Sensoria at peak, the jay
floats as if on a metamorphed
song composed of notes.
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Inside inexact time,
flitter across the landscapes,
a blue denizen fond of flying,
to settle on a page written
in blue ink.
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Lady A
09-19-13
7:40p
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