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you can only hear them traveling through the fog crows on morning exercise out of the mist a couple collecting recycling goods disappearing again the day is breaking in slow motion streetlamp went off to my puppy’s frustration Blackbirds everywhere out of reach the world stands barely awaken in whiteness shorten |
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