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If Joe was here, I’d offer him tea, sugar bowl with miniature spoon,

Slice of lemon as if an English sophisticate

Able to quote Milton’s Latin poems without a stutter

I’d pinch my neck blue, credit a make-believe lover with eyes colored bruised

Put a single red rose, without a vase, on my old grey coffee table

Act as if the table held as much magic as any grey sky before rain

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