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She was kissing my eyelids ‘til I opened them wide. My head of steam was but a dream, she had never left my side. Ride the simile northbound ‘til you reach higher plane. Forget about the roundabout. It drives you nowhere but insane. If you catch a sunrise, hold on to her tight. She will love you today and the rest of your life. I had only seen pictures, never came to this place. I just groaned and groused in the counting house above my nose, behind my face. But her voice sings right through me and it summons me home. To here and there and everywhere, to any joy I’ve ever known.