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Pluvian  

The day was pluvial, galactic, frozen
hunched over the sky like an old man
whispering his Last Rights at the eternal alter;
pneumatic lungs struggling to breathe
as they edged towards the inevitable crack
and expenditure of life

© Indie Adams 2014
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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