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		<title>Hearing your thoughts</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[To only breathe you in like a novel concluding sigh&#8211; morning air&#8211; a clear breath after congested years. Hearing your thoughts at day&#8217;s end, for months, hearing your thoughts at week&#8217;s end, four months, it&#8217;s agonizing. I smell my hand after a citrus soap wash: second-guessing I was holding you and you just said goodbye, [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To only breathe you in like a novel concluding sigh&#8211;<br />
morning air&#8211; a clear breath after congested years.<br />
Hearing your thoughts at day&#8217;s end,<br />
for months,<br />
hearing your thoughts at week&#8217;s end,<br />
four months, it&#8217;s agonizing.<br />
I smell my hand after a citrus soap wash:<br />
second-guessing I was holding you<br />
and you just said goodbye, it&#8217;s agonizing.</p>
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