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by tekno at 11/23/2007 12:15:08 PM
The wine bottle told me you had trouble sleeping
I can't believe you finished it off
You used to leave some in the bottle for me when I got home
I'd stare at it for a while
Imagining what this house had done to you that day
Which choice memory had been dredged up by those implacable rooms
I have other ways to forget
But none of them have included forgetting about you.
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