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"Zenith" by Joe DiMino The sun came up an intense shiner I thought, such a fine smack of light; having left on the dark more than a few of his own blows, the stars for many other making their day. I think as the speed of light having moved through drifts of yesterdays dark; and with the zenith above me no meridian I fear cross Leave a comment