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Outside night had fallen.The door closed on conversationas my friend and I walkedin gentle glow of strung lights.
He told me he had seenearlier that day an eight point buckstepping carefully…
Parting clouds dapplebrown skin of hills.Marshland reeds sway.
The storm has passed overand cloud-pent air risen upto steel-eyed stars.
Charles cast critical gazesat dashboard, muttered dark propheciesrelated to transmission