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Two Cures for Love by Wendy Cope

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We talked about intuition and dreams today. Here’s a recurring dream: I am flying, but maybe I am seated. I am looking down. I am looking at my feet, and what is beneath them: clouds, air, land from a distance. Leaves. Water. I am suspended in air, or maybe time.

Two Cures for Love
Wendy Cope

1. Don’t see him. Don’t phone or write a letter.
2. The easy way: get to know him better.

This is from Serious Concerns by Wendy Cope, published by Faber and Faber, 1992.

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