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Illusions

Illusions Reflections from rain washed pavements perform their own experiments. The red tail lights of passing cars become a myriad crimson stars. The gaudy hues of neon lights break down into component parts which swirl and change then re unite Impressionistic modern arts. Which when disturbed by passing feet can quickly change and re arrange into new patterns which compete. Producing effects rare and strange. But few see this phenomenon which briefly shows, as quickly gone. 26-Oct-07

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