Casablanca
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Complete Mon, May 1, 2023<5 mins
Posting this work was an impulsive decision. Casablanca was originally meant to be a song. But it wound up being something more akin to a poem. And I thought that maybe somebody somewhere will end up liking it for whatever it is.
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