strange to think of you now. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz thought dreamt saw you on the BART today. maybe you were a little girl, 3 years old, eyes gushing in wonder of yr new Brooklyn settlement. consider; yr breath, the same i saw extinguished fifty-two years later, fifty-two years after birth under satellites. "Arecibo, mi querida!" A dish, wide &
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i love you.
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