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Under the Hood

He found me working
on my car (which was really

a grand piano). He told me his troubles
with people; I encouraged him

in art. Impressed
by such a fine Chinese

he asked, how did I?
It’s a trick, I blushed,

and lowered my eyes
to the engine:

One must tinker
with the inner structure.

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