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Her eyes speak
Old lace
Silk stockings
Hand contact
still him
Her eyes speak
Front Shop window
Look at her face
Stare at the mist
She dreams
Fluorescent lights
Flickering on her face
And
Total old
Seventy and
Some years
I like her
Soon I be
Missing woman
Copyright © Shoshana Vegh | Year Posted 2010
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