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A woman, Marguerite.

My eyes close, for a moment. For a moment, my eyes close.

She died on a cold day (wearing a wide hat), October 15. Outside, palm fronds drop, bamboo bends.

It goes on. The saying of saying, the constant whatness, like a big old cow, passing, going home, like a long black train, wheels screeching, passing, going home, cold or hot, October or April.







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