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The four wore summer frocks and sandals
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Heavy breath, Spandex, Nike— pass me in your labors; You nod and smile; Perspiration— I almost feel your clammy hands; Your toes touch mine, hot and…
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She never leaves her desk, but food appears like magic.
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Just another day The rain came from above Wishing I was far away To realize it's just love The echoing heartaches shatter these walls Breaking down the corridors of this lie I know I'm not the only one she calls There's no reason for me…
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It wasn't raining, and I wasn't in Paris. The moon wasn't out, and I couldn't see the city lights. It was a sunny Saturday, not too hot but hot enough, and I wondered if my bike would fall over …
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you hear the knell of kindness
long before its cathedral voices -- a recessional --
barters better times.
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