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" ... in the room next door ..."
as we ate on the 33rd floor
his eyes shifted
to his chamber drawer
a feather I could see
on his mind a tether
...he writes my soul
to remind me...
" ... there is a space..."
he wrote,
" ... with Know treasure ..."
where love rhymes
and the beauty of a point...
" ... comes
~from The Divine..."
and then
" .... in the Blinding Lights... "
I could see
" ... the best strings, ever ..."
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