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When
I whispered
to
the trees
along
the boulevard
outside
the cafes
yesterday
evening
about
the night before
with
you
They
embarrassed me
by
whistling back
loudly
and
out of tune
in
front of the patrons
drinking
cappuccino
along
the boulevard
in
the rain.
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