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Poem	I phone from time to time, to see if she's changed the music on her answerphone. 'Tell me in two words', goes the recording, 'what you were going to tell in a thousand'. I peer into that thought, like peering out to sea at night, hearing the sound of waves breaking on rocks, knowing she is there, listening, waiting for me to speak. Once in a while she'll pick up the phone and her voice sings to me out of the past. The hair on the back of my neck stands up as I catch her smell for a second
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