The other side of the fence
appears green.
Glittery it looks
from a distance.
That is the magic
of the eye.
The flaws turn
invisible.
They are beyond
scrutiny.
The side opposite
one in the proximity
presents itself shabby.
The holes and folds
show a disarray.
That being the trick
of the eye.
The erroneous
get magnified.
They are observed
with diligence.
Could say,
The eye resorts
to a play eluding
and deluding the truth.
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