
THE MYSTERY:
Your perfume has never been created,
But there it is
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THE MYSTERY:
Your perfume has never been created,
But there it is
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SCULPTURE AND CHRISTMAS:
White shirts walking through the streets of a White world
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THE WINNING HAND:
Holding hands,
Walking through New York,
Whispering “I love you”
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THE LEG OF THE SAINT:
A stolen car,
A swarm of bees,
A nest of ants,
A kiss,
A hug
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THE DOG HOUSE:
Behind the door,
The sounds of a fearful family,
The face disappears,
The door gets locked,
I don’t know how long I’ll be waiting
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THE PRETTY PICTURE:
The door next door opens,
A face comes out,
Ask me something in a language I don’t understand,
But I can guess what the question is,
I tell the face,
“I’m waiting for my wife. She had the key.”
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PARADISE:
Sweep my street,
Zip my bag,
Read my book and laugh
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WOODEN ANGEL:
Point my dog in the right direction,
Scratch the back of my ear,
Open my door,
Festoon my tree
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THE CLIMBING PARTY:
Fill a paper bag for with me,
Lay a sheepskin down for me,
Put your hand in my pocket,
Shake me
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SHEPHERDS BURN:
Light my candle,
Pull my handle,
Shine my spoon,
Shake my sugar,
Polish my statue,
Dangle my bauble,
Flick my switch,
Clean my table,
Casually ask my name
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