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cloudy skies
23:30;





i glanced at your station
across mine in the main
room of the observatory

it was obviously
a habitual thing

you were hunched over
your mahogany desk,
eyes squinted
and eyebrows knitted
in concentration
over an informative
discussing murphy's law

where did your glasses go?

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