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All night long, I think of those little planes up there,
can't even see them, they're specks!
and they're full of little tiny people, going places,
and Sharkey says, "Y'know, I'll bet they could all land on the head of a pin!"

I'm sitting out on the jetty at the west end of Provincetown, looking up and seeing things I can't see at home.

The sky looks dusty.

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I've missed you.

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