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The Harbinger
A thick, motionless July evening.
The cicadas in full voice.
A yellow leaf wafts onto the lush grass from a canopy of green above.
It’s a gentle reminder that the solace is a few weeks behind us
and that summer is bound to end
again this year.
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July 26, 2012
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