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Hors D'oeuvres – MADE IN HEIGHTS |
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Placing your lips and shoulders on the carpet |
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Post-December hors d'oeuvres in cold apartments |
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Once we comb our feathers and cure your longing |
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We sleep as winter pigeons on pavement falling |
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Grinning in clothes and timbers as I departed |
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Holding your hands and fingers as if applauding |
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Hunting the moon; hung so low, we might have caught it |
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Placing your lucky clovers on the carpet |
