The sun, a molten eye directly overhead,
no longer a traveler on the horizon's rim,
but a sovereign, absolute.
Shadows shrink to almost nothing,
hiding beneath the very things that cast them,
a brief surrender of definition,
a world momentarily flattened,
stripped of its usual depth and perspective.
The air hangs thick and still,
as if holding its breath
under the weight of that intense...
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