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I went to the place That looked like Shawshank The old hallways were a boor Yet strangeness still remains Sink's got clogged up The bathrooms Fifty years or so The movie section was odd I felt the distant show's But I had to get back Home Where all is safe and warm I went to the old Shawshank Where society still Mourns
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
Society still mourns
I went to the place That looked like Shawshank The old hallways were a boor Yet strangeness still remains Sink's got clogged up The bathrooms Fifty years or so The movie section was odd I felt the distant show's But I had to get back Home Where all is safe and warm I went to the old Shawshank Where society still Mourns
Honest story when I went to a insane asylum that looked like Shawshank redemption movie tad off there but interesting
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
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