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I have forsworn you, closed all memory;I work and eat, listen to music, sleep,Walk in the garden, watch the changing moonPretending that I have no need of you.But all the while I know it is not true.Your silence weaves around me such a tight cocoonOf loneliness and sadness, such a deepAnd painful longing that I know it is a fallacyTo feel and say or think that I am free. Anne Ranasinghe   Excerpt...