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Marigolds

Late in the day I bring them in from the garden, their blooms at full blaze, like little suns. Creating bright contrast to cloudy dusk, they make the room their galaxy, myself their satellite. At midnight when I lay my book aside, the time by marigolds is still high noon.

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