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Over the brake lights
Between the tree tops
A plane flies across.

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Strolling city sidewalks
I am alone
Some.

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Eyes falter-
Traffic drowns
A single cicada.

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I walk to a nearby house,
Spring’s first breath lightens my step,
Two guard-dogs bark at me.

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