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the reflection of someone
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Hyacinth garden there you have it inactivity weeps
perhaps I will never meet you
indefinitely for all creation
anticipate once more the fascination
unbroken in my heart
affects that I am not seeing you
marvelously I am no longer sure you know
less time than it takes to read the words
less smiles than a census of the tears
I hardly know you by sight
wholly imaginary woman
in reality
I appear alone before you
what is most fragile in real life
a field of Passionflowers
commingle entirely with the reflection
of someone
