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Where is the poetry?

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I Was Quiet For More Than A Moment There... Flew Out To NJ, USA For Four Days In Order To Take Leave

I Was Quiet For More Than A Moment There... Flew Out To NJ, USA For Four Days In Order To Take Leave

I was quiet for more than a moment there... flew out to NJ, USA for four days in order to take leave of someone close to my heart. In the evenings us others would talk and drink, both a lot...

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