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Longings I wish I could see Teresa met her in Trinidad She came from St Luzia Wore a flower in her hair like women do in Hawaii I had lost my glasses We looked under the bed Her body was a temple We worshipped that god At dawn we’re formal She wore a fresh flower In her hair

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