This morning while walking, I looked at the stars through a sky that was unfiltered by humidity.
Saturday, I glimpsed at one of my favorite views of Washington DC. It is the view of the city from the crest on I-395 above the Pentagon. From that vantage, when the air is clear, you can see the entire city from well north of the National Cathedral, to beyond Fed Ex Field in the east, and "far beyond where the horizon lies" in any direction.
I recall the faces of the doctors, nurses and caregivers that I experienced over the last two years.
That is the song I sing.
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