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Now that you’re gone
the air is less blue
insanity also is vanishing
as promptly as it entered me
Puffing on its last cigarette,
consuming its ultimate breath
unraveling from the walls and doors
the fibres of my clothes
to where the windows are
the sunlight has captured it
eager to exchange
Your cruel heart for my good one.

Now the sheets are clean
the pillow cases are ironed
everything perfected like a polished shoe.

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