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the moon was unbearably high. |
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flowering plant that hung from the radiator pipe. |
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it was dripping sweat from its rapidly fading petals. |
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and to the humming world in which I was living, |
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a crescendoing stepping sound came in. |
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heard you stepping over three weeks' worth of newspapers |
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piled up outside the door. |
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I hear you knocking. |
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come in. |
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turn on the radio. |
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turn up the volume. |
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you sat down in the same place where you used to sit. |
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it brought back a memory or two. |
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I may not know much any more, but I remember you. |
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you were quiet for a while, and that was nice. |
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then you came along with your questions, |
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always questions. |
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I don't have any answers to those particular questions. |
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I hear you talking. |
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shut up! |
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turn on the radio. |
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turn up the volume. |