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Do you notice, how it has just
stopped raining, and the air is colder,
smothering us in fresh sharpness,
the exquisite slapping of our shoes
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The absolute isolation of each and every scene is indescribable. In the end, all we have are the blinding lights, flickering, flickering, flickering, gone. Lost in this tangled maze of paradoxes, we never notice. Anything. Beautifully done, Ballerina.
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7/26/2025 9:23:28 PM # 1.0.0
A very beautiful and profound poem. Your imagery is wonderful and very original. Ten for this without hesitation. Kindest regards, Sandra