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In the Patio shade after a long hike

After the hike, on the patio’s calm,
boots kicked off, legs still humming.
A bourbon rests in hand—
amber catching the low sun.

The photographer sees shapes in shadows,
the poet folds them into quiet lines.
Here, both are at home,
letting the day slip into night.

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