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Stone 8

I stare at a landscape that's been
hanging around for more than a decade.

Bought on Cape Cod,
it's lived in New York
and four flats in London.

In this evening's dim light,
a visage appears:
two sleepy eyes and a jagged smile.

After all these years,
it has finally realized something and
it's not sharing the secret.

What's this?