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The Age of Wearing Glasses

The fields icy fresh, allowing purple light, dawn. Towns of anything call people, people the enticing. Average shapes become mordant, proclaiming the redundancy of difference. Child’s play initiates transport to gardens. Mild exuberance, remember the tremendous prank.  Townfolk, townfolk, townfolk, yet the book is unreadable. Merry seasons fill the blue sky. Ouster impresses.  Each singular leaf reminds the tree, and the intending distance of time. So forks reside with the spoons as do all spurious details. We await the Confessional Poets to give their clue. The all of anything becomes the instant something, known to melt the ocean.

Variously Noted

gray or light gray or autumn reads the tree styles 15 clouds over the ocean of last year this year tremendous color difference open to the time line laughed a little yellow leaf implies being in cities allowing almost death and current issue with the station phone in time off no time except it looks pretty good from here where various calls shoot west the captured town and children