| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - now i see the stars.there was a time when icould not catch my breath whenever ithought about you , (crippled lungs and-boy, you hit me like an asteroid,there is a crater on my chest now that I can not ever seem to fill,even withoceans of my tears cried onnights when you could not be there to sing me to sleep.thirty two poemless days after you joined the constellations,i walked out into the yard and how
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