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On Tuesday, you sat by a fountain
In an office plaza downtown
You were the eye in the center of a whirling crowd
Thousands of people
A wild tangle of blood and bones
Covered in their neighbors' opinions
Every haircut, hemline, horizontal stripe
Lapel, lens shape, leather jacket
Was suddenly a map and a survey
And an autobiography
And you thought
You make me feel like an unnatural woman
