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Cross-Country Lines
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Cross-Country Lines Jane Hayman You are leaving changing into leaf breath slipping away in pale fires. I barely hear you. The sheets are louder than your voice —they flutter above you, unfolding like leaves in a book falling from a shelf. It is your self falling, your self. I wish I could play with the wires and put back the sound that song you sing in my sleep 7 ...