Stirred
Sunshine, stirred. The wind is moving everything around in it. Saturday, brightened in the early evening. Become beautiful. "Still a whisper on my lips..." These off hours are still blooming -- though it's back-to-work tomorrow. Free now. Shade and light, moving slowly across the landscape. Not thinking about the time. Thinking about the time. Saturday's curve.
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