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Echo de Menos, a Tí
09 March 2003, at 9:17 pm

When vertical blinds eyes hide
the blue horizon outside
I hand-cup right ear, left ear cries.

Your chords twist tie,
side to side to side
until wrist across wrist across chest

best caressed by inflection in
"good night," I love you,
disguised.


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