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She discovers a finish of dust on the felt drawer-bottoms, despite the long time it's been since she opened it or wore lipstick
Sometimes she's asked "What are you thinking of
" and she's so startled she says "Nothing,&quo...

I could take the Harlem night
and wrap around you,
Take the neon lights and make a crown,
Take the Lenox Avenue busses,