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From a Gently Swaying Hammock

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95-degree sun seeps through my eyelids undulating webs of orange with pink centers radiate a panorama Who says you can't see with closed eyes? For the past year, six really, my eyes have been too open sight filled with blobs of toxic, entrapping maroon rotten green bean khaki and gray dust so much gray dust with no rain to wash it away This summer, I am free, finally for as many (short) sun blasts as I wish from a gently swaying hammock orange and pink within blue and white above What's not to love?
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