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Under the yellow glow
of the sticky summer streetlight the frenzy of insects gathered for warmth as she walked beneath in lithe, disjointed rhythm. A breath taking dance in slow, sauntering black-clad motion as God's whisper tickled gentle brown threads upon her cheek. Her dance interrupted as she noticed my gaze and sheepishly offered "Hello." as she walked away.
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