This Day

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This day is the perfect one.
Redwoods in the forest have no
wind ruffling them into leaning
and swaying.
Yesterday may have had some
flaw, but I knew then that
it would not endure.
The misty fog blurs the edges
of the sky. Below is about the same,
but above the expanse is still
growing.

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