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Afternoon is blue
with its pretend peopling,
juggernaut boots resting
after their testing
along the neighbor’s stone wall
(on the shadowy side).

Fuzzy lines mark possible veins
of reality versus extra-vivid surreality.
Only wind can tell the difference
between planes; nobody else cares.

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