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Title: Under the Stars Author: J. Salmon Date: 8/21/2002
El tango somehow I thought I knew you or maybe dreamt you beyond consciousness I called out your name and yielded to the tempo which cuts open the flesh a scar heals the wound the heart goes on beating, why El tango the music plays on the dancers dance a boy danced on the edge of the precipice and now sleeps on the bottom of the sea what was his name the music plays on the dancers dance a woman waits under the stars the hem of her dress flutters in the breeze a phantom invisible searching for the phantom of a phantom embrace the music plays on the dancers dance the old woman too much paint on her face sits smiling, patient under the stars El tango, all knowing of desire and desire past the music plays on the dancers dance El tango, eternal, under the stars
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