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You Breathe Softly





    You breathe softly on the sofa
    and put your glasses on the floor.

    I watch intently from the chair.

    I wonder
    if it seems to you
    this dream's all you have
    that is not mine as well

    I can't remember
    not knowing you.
-d







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