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							PSALM FOR A SECOND MARRIAGE By Dina Ben-Lev Let's go to the diner, to the back booth of bad news; we'll paint it yellow. Let's leave jealousy on the steps of a bank, put petty arguments in a bin for shoplifters, give fear a job with welding gloves and long bronze bars. Lies, let's douse them in kerosene and turn our backs to the flames. Far away, in a barn, on a faint road, in a photograph, our mistakes should be irretrievable.