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May 2014
That fence seemed to go on
forever.
With every trough and crest of the terrain,
the posts seem to trail off
into the stark black
nothingness of the night.
Suddenly, the flash of the headlights,
affirming its infinite presence.
Only three feet tall,
but countless miles of boundary.
Chelsea S
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