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May 2012
Speak to me in lull
     Sweet misery despise
Mumble not with words
     But with the look in your eyes
Whisper at my pillow
     Wake me in my sleep
Talk only with your lips, love
      Because lo, your mind solely weeps
Paul Rousseau
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