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A Map in the Living
We spread the map on the floor, floor
where the patterns of the rug, rug
tell stories of wanderers lost, lost
in search of a place not found.Your voice, an echo, echo
in the silence of the walls, walls
where whispers linger, linger
like shadows of forgotten calls.The address slips away, away
like …