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Begin but don't touch (poet on a bus)

Sees the weather through her closed eyes,
Water trickles down, spreading like a web
Darker and darker,
The fields a blur,
Tinted and disfigured,
Spikes of wood,
Harsh lines
Against a mellow landscape

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