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Drawing an apple and then painting it. Listening to rain. Thinking about repetition.

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i'm sure it was a bang
then a thump
though we all rolled
and it was leafall
the line black fenced
apple red only later
aflame some say

i'm sure it was the shade
i had paint in my pocket
and turned a page back
to where we started to know
the ways of the colour



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