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over coffee & a cigaretteshe sat right there and spoke a word she had held to speak to me
we talked about the clouds we once did sculpt
and though we grew through pretend,
we saw how life seems as is
and we never spoke a word until we met again.
you're one that remembers my name
without an inch of sound
and remembers all the quarters that you gave her
is a sistre of retrospect and a first kiss
and present kindred spirit
"you fly to guide the wind
after the storm", dances the ground.