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Street Between Seasons

A red umbrella

opening like the first

flower of spring -

as rain reminds us,

tongue-in-cheek,

it is not.

An orange neon sign,

Dan's Diner,

beaming like the first

sunrise of spring,

suddenly blinks -

it's not.

And two white shoes

of a child

unconcerned with seasons,

dart between doorsteps

like butterflies -

are they not?

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