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Friday, 13 January 2012

Clear

A clear, sharp, upward-cleaving contrail speaks in the still, dull early morning of light and energy.
Posted by Jean at 09:30

1 comment:

Sandra Davies said...

Don't think I'd heard 'contrail' before, but it is instantly clear what you refer to.

13 January 2012 at 13:38

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