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33 Poem You arrive daily decked out in a new outfit to teach your alluring eyes a new language Between your lowered neck and your shoulder I find a new clasp for my heart Looking out the window your eyes rest on my face Pronouncing the unfamiliar phrase my tongue is caught between your teeth Through the window perhaps we could walk far towards the sea ignoring the throng of scrap mongers scrapping a ship 34 Perhaps we could cross over the bridge that has been condemned Sit in benches where the paint has not dried ...

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