Saturday, 05 September 2009
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5 september 2009
the haze shrouds the sky — no yellow glob. the smoke fuelled from peat fires envelops a greater part of the heavens. i cant see the blue — screened and unclear like the news, like the words that spread the political scenes. and in a way i can smell the residual peat fire from a distance through the silence the haze conspires to spread and permeate. i think i should stop reading the newspaper and find better reporting elsewhere.
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