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when i look and see my poetry on line knowing they we're once my words i wonder if i were thirty two years younger would i fit in with the club and be sitting seated next to Nick Drake letting my cape unfurl since i wasn't flying but just passing by wondering what the fuss was about all helping to blow out all those candles

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