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Today the maple tree is all a loud glow, each leaf stretched and full. The solid mass of it is a neon broccoli head, bold and bunched, dancing in the subtle shifts of the air. The mockingbird is absent, and the barn swallows swoop with curved wings and scoop notched tails like kites through the air.


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