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on every bus that drives
past
on every street
I walk down.
Even if I’m not in
the right country, I still look,
hope to catch
one sliver of your face
like a dream,
grasp it before it slips
through my fingers
into nothing.
Sometimes I think I see…
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Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea (2008)
→“I say we start with dessert and go backwards because it’s been a backwards kind of day!”
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