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A trickle of sunlight turns a cold day
as perfectly as a drop of oil eases a hinge 
With the warmth comes expectation,
a sense of something unknown 
enticing, rewarding.
Flickering dappled shadows
leave contrasts of tone 
as the bustle of a market morning fills the air. 

Caught in the light 
a colour rages boldly,
brash and exotic 
it glides through a multitude of pastel,
comfortably worn,
a perfect backdrop 
on this an almost perfect day.
Posted: 2017-07-23 17:48:45 UTC

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