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Feb 2015
Everything you thought you wanted...
Designed on a plate,
Right in front of you.
You said you were hungry...
Now you don't want to partake.
We waited for this occasion,
As if it were a holiday.
Well, each holiday comes around only once a year,
And it is seems as if now, you are too.
My grandfather once said to me, "You don't have to come around just on the holidays."  

Well, ya know, This has new meaning to me now.
Zigmaz F
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Zigmaz F
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   --- and RW Dennen
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