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Day 802

The blues in the night

Crimson indigo turns deep blue velvet,
Dying sun ripples at the edge of day,
Spangled light patterns pivot overhead;
There’s a movement in the air tonight.
A helicopter hovers, planes fly west,
satellites communicate, flood lights flood
And rain falls. Wild water covers the land.
Mother Earth rolls, spinning on her axis.

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