There's a deep pool of water in my backyard. It's so deep that I can't see the bottom. I ignore the city regulations and haven't put a fountain in it to keep the water from stagnating. There's green things floating in the water. The area smells oddly. Like that musty dusty icky smell that comes from dishes that are left under the bed too long- but wetter than that. Sometimes I go over to it, and stand looking at it. The blackness reflects nothing. A tear falls in.
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