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Going to Argos

40 minutes ago I wanted to send you an sms thinking of you while I was drinking my cofee at the terraces that you love them at night but I didnt write because of the overly large sunshades and of the empty place from me which could never be taken now I write an sms that I will not send because it is impossible to let myself to be seen me who I look like a broken bench next to any empty place at the terraces that you love them at night with the lamps big as the story of Andromeda but with the sunshades overly large only now I send you an sms in which I have written nothing.

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  1. Date: 2/7/2016 10:37:00 AM

    CHRISTI, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing you're poetry. LOVE LINDA
  1. Date: 1/12/2016 2:20:00 PM

    Awesome poem, I really like this.......... SKAT

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