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41 I Was Taken with an Indigo Flower I was taken with an indigo flower. By that I allude to the girl I loved. I could also say her name but the world is crowded with people. I had met her on the twin bridges far away from my home that were inadvertently built side by side over a lake. Sometimes we would walk over a bridge together and sometimes over our separate bridges hold each other’s hands. With my first wages I bought nails and between fixing the loosened planks of the bridge and composing a verse for her eyes, hammered a nail into the palm of my hand and realized I was not made of wood. In an internecine war perhaps that bridge was torched. I could never buy nails for another bridge again. ...

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