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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We sat at the only empty table. I'd never seen her before, that elegant, thirty-something lady, when I visited that shore. I was twenty-two years old, with big ideas, a little scruffy, a little thin. I may once have been more fascinated, but I can't remember when. In the air, a sense of revolution, an unseen, electric buzz - hours of uninterrupted conversation on that magic day that was. "I am separated from my husband", she mysteriously explained. "Why?" I asked, my question drifting away, of it, nothing remained. I did not know the nature of their problem, only that he was a doctor. Her personal life was, it seemed, taboo, though I wish I had unlocked her. In the late afternoon, she bid me adieu, departing to the West. Suddenly, I knew that I was in love. My purpose, I now possessed. I hoped to find her on those foreign streets before I had to move on. Finally, I spied her, amongst the busy crowd, but she was no longer blonde. Before I could catch her, she entered a store. So, I decided to wait. How was it that she never came out again? I left, when they closed so late. Just then, a thug from some political faction clubbed me, slammed me in a cell, where I disappeared into a timeless fog, emerging with a strange tale to tell. They released me, who knows how much later. I walked among the crowd, trying to regain my wobbly footing, my mind, beneath a cloud. A man approached me, purposefully, and I was shocked to see - in every detail, he was a replica of no one but me. He told me that I would be joining him. I pushed him and tried to run, but he possessed superhuman strength and continued where he'd begun. He asked what I did for a career, and it was a shocker to hear my own voice say so loud and clear, "I am a doctor". "What a nice surprise that is", said he, "so useful, I suggest. We have someone we want you to meet. She will be impressed".
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