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  • I walked a lane

    familiar, though foreign

    The houses looked the same

    but only as each other -

    not as any I'd seen before

    Perhaps over the next hill

    I'll know my way then

    I climbed a hill

    steady, though steep

    The landscape didn't fit into any

    any memory of any hill I'd known

    Perhaps at the next corner

    I'll see a sign there

    I passed a cafe

    hushed, though harried

    No diner, save one met my eye

    "Did she pass this way?"

    The one realized that no one else heard

    and tried to drop his gaze

    Angry, I announced:

    "She wouldn't have stopped here.

    Here there is nothing to see!"

    I walked away, defiant

    but knowing more and more completely with each step

    she wasn't ahead

    my path would not meet her again

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