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Nov 2011
I woke up this morning without a clock.
I woke up to your voice.
Your voice was loud,
you're only a couple miles away after all.
You spoke hesitantly but strongly.
I, with my eyes closed and my hands at my side,
listened with a sigh hanging in my throat,
and a quiver at my lips.
You spoke hesitantly with minimal eye contact.
You said,
"I want to be single."
That doesn't answer my question
I think I like the buzz of the clock better that your voice
Eric Guitian
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Eric Guitian  Miami
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