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Today

Today, the only light comes
from multicolor grids
fake suns strung on wire
the raucous colors of their fashionable clothes.

Today, shadows cling
to moving cars
to waving trees
to motionless people.

Today, colors blur and blend
and weave and grow
and shiver and diminish.

Today, it is raining.

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