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31. "Girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and I won't blame you,as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, as the living does not arrive as the dead do not leave, I won't blame you, instead. I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room and the feel of you the light in the window your art your books our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again. girl with kind eyes you have no knife. the knife is mine and I won't use it yet."