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Venice

By Florence Adams / March 25, 1983

Towards sunset, Venice persuades: Color spills from the sky and fills each wave; light recovers space, as someone eased by prayer all at once knows joy, a pink palace dangling there, lovingly threaded on some invisible chain.

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