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a quirky

August rain

brings a new scent

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thunderheads

I pick blackberries

with a metal bowl

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smoky dusk

every corner

its own spider

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in your

laundry basket

blue centaur

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the first apples

on the ground

emitting bugs

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my sick cat

he can’t stop

drooling

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in the green moonlight

they reach a pitch

crickets

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a surge in the flame

reflects off

the sunflowers

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