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Poetry
Sometimes you never know what hits you. Is it this or is it that? Was it you or was it it me? What do I feel? Why? But you just can't say it...
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I remember that night. I remember it so clearly. I can tell you where I was. I can tell you what I was doing. I can tell you what song was playing on the speakers. I can also tell you how I felt when I found out.

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