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Silver is a hammer clanking a nail.
A round ring in my lovers ear.
The blank space in the mirror.
The squeal of a cat as a pan hits its tail.

A brand new car in the drive way.
The sweet smell of the tires,
Knowing we are its buyers,
We take her for a drive down by the bay.

The doorknob says welcome home,
As I grab and twist.
My wife there I kissed,
And the new package has arrived wrapped in foam.





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