I never loved you, sunrise, I mean, weren't you
terrible, waking me up with the roosters, rushing me
down the narrow dark hall to the basin
of cold water, with ice
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realize, that there are
two sides to your face, and within those sides
an infinite number of faces, uncountable. What a kind of realization dear poetess. your power of observation of life is marvellous. thank u. tony
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realize, that there are two sides to your face, and within those sides an infinite number of faces, uncountable. What a kind of realization dear poetess. your power of observation of life is marvellous. thank u. tony