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Endless vistas of exploding frogs
Flash though the shadows of my mind
Upside-down staircases can be found
In familiar neighborhoods that don't exist
Light bulbs malfunction and burn dark blue
Dead friends and relatives stop to visit
Entire cities build and collapse unceasingly
Great messages of hope and beauty are coupled with
Horrendous nightmare and tragedy
And in between the disjointed images
Are the daily hours of waking life.
-Jay Vercellotti
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