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Cracked Concrete
Alive cracked concrete under the sunset orange slice sky
Under the interstellar onyx swing set
Under flying Crazy Anne. shrieking with revelation
Under floating lichen, disobediant to orders of falling
Under warmly seafoam green Sylvia
Under discarded soda can toast
Under the color of your best friend's voice, echoing into lemon-green
Under the deep space, glistening bright with the reverberation of countless of eons of stars
Under the robin's egg blues of a sky wet enough to fall into
Under the lives of the living clay
Under the never-ending crickets of sky

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In this piece, I tried to convey the feeling of a hot summer day at noon-time, when the barriers between reality and fiction start to blur, and anything is possible.