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Two Large Feet
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Something is left 
out. I ask you
when you are not there.
It was too cold here.
Can I hold your warm hand?
I hear, what I was
not hearing. The voices
live underground, like land mines.
I sing to myself
to make me sleep!
Do not take my moment,
do not trace my lines.
A half-religion separates
the salt of tears.
There is no art in
saying No. Youwill wait
whole life to say Yes.
A red rose bleeds in my hand.
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