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Santa Ana
May 22, 2018
It’s sunset in Santa Ana
And the clouds are stained orange
Kids are riding their bikes home
A warm July breeze briskly brushes the trees
Armando is closing up shop
The dimming light passes through the windows
A woman rocks in her chair on her porch
Birds sing their final song of the day
And crickets sing their first
An indigo tint carefully creeps into the sky
A candle’s flame is blown away
Glass shard stars are sprinkled onto the now black wax
It’s night in Santa Ana
And the clouds are stained gray
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