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I come home to my perfect place--my own space,
But I am alone.
Alone to eat,
Alone to clean,
Alone,
Listening to the refrigerator buzz,
Hoping someone will magically appear
And validate me.

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"Soul of my soul of the soul of a hundred universes,
be water in this now-river, so jasmine flowers
will lift on the brim, and someone far off
can notice the flower-colors and know
there's water here."


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