August 5th, 2009 • 01:08
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A cloud drifted lazy and grey.
Caught in its shadow a cart ambled through the hills.
Seated on a plank of hard splintery wood,
The driver mumbled a much loved song.
His horse whickered approval.
Above their position blue radiance shone bright.
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