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The Lost Gentleman

The gentleman strode confidently along the strand ‘his silver topped cane was gripped tightly in hand ‘the storm which had raged with that purple strange light ‘had pushed him forward in -time to this very night. People looked and thought it great ‘that period dressing was the latest gait . No one could have guessed or possibly have known ‘that this Victorian gentleman ‘ was marooned Years from His home .

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Date: 4/24/2020 2:44:00 PM
it is the start -- to a great poem
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Date: 4/4/2020 8:45:00 AM
Unlike the reader below, I think at times we all feel displaced and like somehow we are from a different time and place. We could do with more Gentlemen. Sometimes the problem is being other times the problem is seeing.
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Simon King
Date: 4/4/2020 9:00:00 AM
Your words are as always very kind and I value your opinion
Date: 4/4/2020 3:07:00 AM
I read this twice but have no idea what the reader is supposed to learn from this
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Date: 4/4/2020 3:29:00 AM
Oh well never mind

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