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Strapped to the table top reflects and image of a man once told me I was beautiful so long ago I had a dream of butterflies in lament for requited love so close to home is where the heart is this going to be invasive eyes still watching the footsteps she left behind you is the knife marks the table top-pling over soft toddler girls and boys should play together in the sand drains from the hourglass shapes are perfect sightings of a man walked over the trash in the street is cracked and broken mirrors show a beautiful self-employed in his basement where did all the cowboys go to sleep under the stairs creak beneath the weight of the heal toe heal toes twitching of butterflies in lament.