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Beyond the slimmest margins, a paling, a cooling, where you can assume the role of engaged witness and translate intimacy into a remembered calling, a friend without want or ceiling.

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How lovely the metaphors that drop from your lips like feted pellets of rain, and yet lovelier still, the way their shadows leave warm wet stains wherever my skin opens to catch you.

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