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…and here I sat once long ago, when the cold bit my cheeks & fingers

…and I bounced my leg up & down to keep my toes from falling off

…and I thought of you to keep from going crazy

…and then a Voice from within a Soul whispered in your ear

…and there you were in front of me, laughing like you used to do

…and I smiled, too

…and I smiled and smiled and stared up at the sky and kept looking until you were gone

…and the sound of your Voice lingered a moment and…

 
vanished like a ufo…

 
or a Dark Secret…

 

Gypsi 

AKA  Boston Paul

Taichung, Taiwan

 2003

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