I sensed your coming,
I knew your being,
Quite apparently,
Quite before you had arrived.
On a plain summer afternoon,
While the world outside lagged a little,
I was resting on the chair, slackly as ever,
With my fingers holding their cup of tea.
The white curtains of the window swung a littl
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