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Here's to the joke that YOU WERE playing me like dirt I sit here pondering... Long gone days Gone were the long days From one mess to another The cigarette cures but its also burns To it i hold tight Dreaming very little Life's brittle So am i, hence i no more care

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Date: 9/20/2015 4:11:00 AM
You conveyed bitterness admirably in your poem, njeri! Julia, xx
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Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 9/29/2015 2:11:00 PM
thank you Julia, I appreciate the visit.

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