as you told me one mellow strange evening
to keep and tend all your stars and planets
And keep track
of all the constellations you invented
and all the names you gave me
that have never left your mouth
And your vast collection of books and music
Two sections compete constantly to be the largest:
Your Favorite Books
and
Perfect Last Songs
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