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| You open and shut doors and windows in the cottage of myself. I feel your movement, the draft from an unexpected source, passage through hallways, footsteps and handprints on carpets, walls and ceilings. There is warmth left behind in a chair where you sat. Your scent mingles with the dust motes visable in a sunbeam coming through an east window. |
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| Sheaves of Grass **A Collection of Poems |
| by K. Violet * 2002 |
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