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A big S curve marks the road

swooping through fields on

either side, green lines flowing,

crops just showing, between

different farmers fields.

At some time they were friends

then the need for transport felled

their mutual repose. Neither would

give a step, so between and

around them it had to go.

Still it is a warm set of curves

that forces us to slow and smile

as we pass through. Even adversaries

can produce things of beauty

between them.

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