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A Runner’s Visions

As I ran toward Cherry Street I saw satellites on bare branches, orbs of yellow and red, and the vision launched me outta this world…the air smelled of cider from apples lying on the ground. The sun had faded behind the hills. Dusk on the Heritage Trail.

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