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[bodytext] => all there is, a pair of socks worn from time to time and just one mental image yet in mind, it wavers often one image. at the station is but the mystery of her eyes commuters faded, backs turned in disappearance, love yearns held by a silence of thought her eyes swim softly glazed of bulbous, bleached brown fading under furrowed frown carving further forehead ruts the image mutates only forgetting does it cease yet longing still breathes somewhere an answer remains somewhere, beneath that glaze [comments] => 1 [counter] => 81 [topic] => 22 [informant] => jamesgraham [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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