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                 i met her 
                      in 
                  Old City
               Philadelphia
                on a bench 
             the park bench
  
                  she wuz
          patting my forehead
                  with the
             cool damp cloth

                  my wake
                     wow
 
              She had those
           I never knew eyne
              ‘emerald care’
                     “ i
                  pray he’z
                    Single”
                     stare 

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