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recalling a close shave from my youth
you came unexpectedly
one day and
winter arrived early
you left suddenly years
years ago
and I waited for
the return of
spring
broken hearts?
whining and moaning?
what was all that
shit about?
if that would have happened
today, I would
have said, don't let the damn
door hit you on
the ass on the way out!
my-o-my
how the times do
change
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