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Men buy womenhousescarscandelabraperfumedead animals bred in cold climates,they stand on the outside looking intry to tip toe through the maze.I’m alone in my midnight shelllistening to the whisper of the sealistening to angels voicescalling me down and beyond.I’m a white tiger in an English village streetwatching with curiositysearching for luxuriant undergrowthto stretch and snarl in.I’m alone in my own skinwatching the brusque chopping of the waters,watching.…………………………………………………………………………………………On the edge of infinity the great wastes of the galaxy stretch beyond our comprehension, if I wait that long on a clear night I might find you waiting.