Wednesday, July 05, 2006

the strangest day

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How did I look?
I never saw you.
Why not?
I didn’t want to remember you that way.
It might have helped you.
Maybe…
That day - I hung around afterwards - you sat on the porch with a book. I think it was Camus or Zweig. You couldn’t take two words in.
That was the strangest day…

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