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You can go for days
Nothing is real
Glass buildings conspire

Your coffee is oily black
You kiss
Not really
So you dream

Pour the coffee out
Gurgling. Cheerful. A stream, her rhyme
Aravaipa, Havasu, Parashant, Vermillion
My song, Her.

Today is forever
Siren call, material fraud
Veil rended. See!
     Save yourself

You can go forever
She is real
Nature, yours and Hers
Break the glass!

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