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A vignette

Sweet is the street

walking in sunshine

skipping on four rollers

snowboarding beyond boarders

breathing octagon crystals

inhalations

gasping to be

Drowned by the gullies

rushing in silt

smothering fish

flooding the news

food delivered, to the door,

in paper

wax

before its time

plastic feeding cretans of the sea

making hay in rhyme

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