As I sit, writing, at my desk on this November morning, the sky is just beginning to emerge in shades of pale gray, streaked with persimmon along the Eastern horizon.
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As I sit, writing, at my desk on this November morning, the sky is just beginning to emerge in shades of pale gray, streaked with persimmon along the Eastern horizon.