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Wanda Wanting
by Mark Hunter
 

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I've seen the hue of Wanda's window blind
Light cast upon the grass all green and wet.
One shaft of white, with spots suspended still.
A beam of memories of sounds and visions
Of all the days we'd spent inside a dream.

1988