One for the road, or the last for a while, raking it in the mailbox with a blue sky on ground of white. No time, no time, no more. Nothing but sitting on the table of dust and papers of silverfish and mites. No chance to redeem and exchange for darkness and white. Another to the pile, the collection grows one more double pass.
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