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Endings by Alisa Jsit was there at the hanging
where it hung on the wall facing south,
keeping a beat there, swinging
the doorbell rang and she walked in
I carefully put down the phone,
listening...
and tried to remember verbatim
the exact words you spilled
the last time we spoke like this,
the only time anything made sense 04/30/2008 Posted on 05/01/2008 Copyright © 2025 Alisa Js
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