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AUGUST 14 for poems - one - about the ocean waves painting the sand, and each time achieving the same old gray color - & erasing it for a new color - & the process goes on eternally swish - swash goes its [[end page]] [[new page]] brush - inspired by my AUGUST 15 painting an old stool I found in store, which is now at home on the veranda. The other one is about my flight - how can I ever write of