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Jan 2012
My soft piece
of prose
sounded prettiest
pressed against
your pink ear.

Your scent was stronger
than your skeleton.
If I remember nothing else,
I will never forget that.

In foreign tongue,
I found
the phrase
that voiced
the feeling.
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