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It comes into my awareness The whistle of the wind across my windshield as I approach '72 The 63rd street exit comes into view This stretch of highway at 6:31 in the morning Is especially poignant The cold of the morning The twinkling lonely lights reflected in the calm lake Only a quick pa**ing glance, a sigh The crease across my right cheek from the pillowcase When I rolled onto my stomach and buried my face Reluctant to wake, comes to mind I'm nearly at work and it's still there My puffy eyes liе You would think I cried all night Maybe I did, in my dreams rеstlessly Thank goodness for makeup and masks And blunt bangs to cover up the furrows between my eyebrows Last night must have been tough The glittering rainbow skyline greets me As I pull up to my new favorite parking spot Facing northeast, towards the blinking red radio-towers, a reminder And for a moment, I can barely stomach it I gather up my belongings and trek to the basement once again I am wearing the same dress I was wearing at the financial seminar at Francis Tuttle, back in 2015 The same dress he saw me in when I approached as he was obviously not feeling well Watery eyes, dried Kleenex nose I was alarmed, he didn't have to be here if he felt so bad I still don't know if it was an act If it was, he played it well Brown Skechers I remember brown Skechers And something was said between us Something only the space between us knows Something profoundly moving And the remainder of the day I was shaking, stumbling, blushing I don't nest my individual portion of plastic Cramer containers any more
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