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Fay Slimm

Outing.

Outing.

 

From the first finger of misty light 
fresh rays from
day\'s entrance shatter black chains

imperceptibly.

Breeze stirs dark dregs to a finish 
as streaks of
summer beget break of new dawn

immaculately

An unsullied azure clearly displays 
mystic zeal 
by brushing up bits of stray grey

imposingly.

Sleep flits away to give day space 
and furthers
my aim to unearth fresh challenge

impartially.

Caught in night\'s shawl is no place
to be when 
sun\'s call entices taste for outing 

immediately.