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I see the diagonal of a halter on a white horse
Intersection in Nogales where cars are halted..
A girl reads a book on the storefront icon.
A mexican man holds the horse's reigns.
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Shaped in stone are formed a mother and child.
A braided woman whose son reaches up.
A bank, Ban Oro is near a checkerboard storefront.
In Nogales is a hillside, so I divined that green
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The image in the camera is the eye
Of the circus.
A meal found at the Fairway at the Cape;
Asparagus, pointing the same direction.
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The boy observes the chess game.
Marble looks like a blue pool.
Brown benches, the one with cricket-like hands.
The lamp posts like the gray area of vision....I see.
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The White Horse

I see the diagonal of a halter on a white horse
Intersection in Nogales where cars are halted..
A girl reads a book on the storefront icon.
A mexican man holds the horse's reigns.
The brown halter surrounds the horse's mouth, it's head decked with a purple ribbon.
A horse painted near a building,
That translates into a piano keyboard, ebony and ivory.
Creamy yellow thrown on the canvas like a wall.
Echoing the idea of transparency, blending the quarter horse with half-closed eyes with
The realization of quarter notes as played on a piano.
The intersection of the horse and the piano in harmony.
Just a Nogales building wedged to play the keys like wooden boards to be a structure.

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