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Cicadas yelling in the bushes

Sunset of coral-tinged clouds

Damp air like breathing through

Wet gauze.

Home. Or nearly.

One last night in Pittsburgh

Then the olden-times tomorrow on the train,

Saying goodbye to the high desert.

For now.

#Amtrak

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In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.

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