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when i looked into your eyes
were it not for that singular smell
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
out of the window a sea of green trees
a thousand silent years ago
by the shore, by the sea
where shall i find you
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
i love my life, but not too well
still thirteen years

 



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