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  • The colorless sky broke into a cold sweat,
    A clammy calm under calamity,

    During its fits of perspiration,
    There was no macroscopic change to its pale skin,
    No darkening,
    No further lightening,
    That I was able to witness,
    Behind the confines of my window frame.

    The day was having a bad day,
    And yet its symptoms,
    For all their resolve,
    Could not speak for the day's resolve,
    To heal.
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