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WHEN PICNICS AND BOATRIDES AND DANCING SEEM SO FAR AWAY
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THIS IS THE SEVENTH THIS WEEK AND IT'S ONLY WEDNESDAY
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SAY YOUR PRAYERS, SWITCH THE LIGHTS OFF AND FALL ASLEEP TONIGHT
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BETRAYED BY THE MIRRORS
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SHE TOOK OUT THE PIECES OF THE LETTER FROM THE BIN AND PUT THEM TOGETHER ON HER DESK
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HER TEARS SLOWLY DAMPENING THE PAGES OF THE RECIPE BOOK
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THE BRIGHTEST STAR OF TAURUS IS ALDEBARAN
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SHE HAD THE NERVE TO CALMLY SAY GOODBYE AND WAIT FOR THE TAXI
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MONDAYS AND WEDNESDAYS AND EVERY OTHER SATURDAY AFTERNOON
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I NEED YOU TO GO AND GET MY BAG FROM THE PORCH, HONEY
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SHE COULDN'T BELIEVE IT AND ONLY SAID HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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I JUST NEED TO BE BY MYSELF FOR A WHILE AND THINK ABOUT THIS
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SHE JUST SAT THERE WATCHING THE PHONE, WAITING FOR IT TO RING
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EVERYTHING FINALLY CLEAN AND TIDY AGAIN
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SHE MUST HAVE BEEN A LITTLE FRIGHTENED, I PRESUME
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