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Aug 2015
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
Where all is safe and warm
I went to the old
Where society still
Honest story when I went to a insane asylum that looked like Shawshank redemption movie tad off there but interesting
Tommy Jackson
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Tommy Jackson  Mississippi
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