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Dripping Rain

Half ten by the coast of the Celtic Sea, the sky bright but gray with a dripping rain, a mild breeze tickling the spring leaves, the birds busy, the coffee decent tart and sweet, and we’ve reached midweek, the world still a wee too fragile, the near months too fraught.

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