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emmi
i
called
you
in
the
rain
and
ran
to
your
apratment
where
you
and
your
sister
were
having
supper
.
i
was
wearing
a
shirt
all
white
with
blue
embroidery,
soaked
through
with
the
warm
rain
.
we
laughed
and
i
ate
a
banana
, refusing
the
roti
because
the
curry
from
last
night's
party
had
not
gone
down
well
.
we
put
the
jasmin
tea
on
the
stove
and
kept
it
there
all
night
,
sitting
on
the
floor
of
your
cardboard
apartment
with
your
cats
,
listening
to
the
thunder
.
i
noticed
your
eyes
had
gone
red
as
they
often
are
and
i
still
worry
,
...
i
fell
asleep
on
the
couch
at
some
point
and
dreamt
that
i
loved
you
.
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savage_garden
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...
jane
two
turntables &
a
microphone
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...
kookaburra
hey
jane
,
that
sounds
like
something
from
the
book
born
confused
by
how
the
hell
would
i
know
...
but
its
really
good
,
by
an
indian
woman
about
an
indian
girl
.
"
a
room
without
books
is
a
body
without
soul
"
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...
emmi
life
without
love
is
like
a
tree
without
blossom
and
fruit
.
- khalil gibran
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