.On the corners of boulevards I call your name
Now and again they play our tune
In the grip of a tiny hand over a flame
Pale as the phases of the moon...
In the cafes and shopping malls I see your face
Turn into mist on evening dew
But a book and a photograph just aren't the s.
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