In Between Are The Doors

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I look up to see Jim and the band mates looking at me puzzled. My eyes get heavy and I close them. A couple of hours later, I come to in a house. I notice the band was gone but a note was left on the table with a notebook. I grab the notebook and a pen and I write a poem. I didn't notice Jim coming back and writing a poem as well. We sit in silence our faces away from each other. Why am I here in the sixties? Jim sits next to me and we're in a trance. We snap out of it and we get ready for bed.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 05, 2017 ⏰

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