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14 May 2014

Paper Moon Pine, Missoula, Montana


paper moon
pasted up
into
a nighttime sky….

There’s more to this song, but it currently consists of humming, as words haven’t yet populated into my brain.
Or maybe it’s content to be a short little song.

For those who wonder: yes, the sky really was that deep periwinkle-ine blue at 8:30 on a mid-May
Montana evening.
Come see for yourself.

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