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When the open 0' s got louder
and each word
fell against the dresser
or banged into the wall
and made the pictures rattle
I could listen for it
undemeath, in my ears
the ocean
moving in a rhythm
like a familiar story
that tired rumble and cough
the pause
and the sand whispering for quiet
to hear better
to lie in peace
to watch the sun go down
and feel the orange breath of dusk
speak softly into sleep.
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