Deep Blue Day

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    It's Sunday. I lie in bed and stare vacantly at the ceiling. Fleeting memories of last night are lost to me, but others surface; I'm lying on the grass in my garden, staring at the ceiling. There are no clouds. 
     
    Only The Deep Blue
     
     
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