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Mar 2016
You seemed so level headed and you
Used to be oh so pragmatic and jumped
To the point of view, never once needing to
Call for help ever in your life, you just left
Me standing there, with a pencil
On my ear, so I could write down
My point of view, if I needed out of this
Cell, this windowless room, I take my one
phone call, but yours is the number I know off.

-Jamie F. Nugent
Jamie F Nugent
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Jamie F Nugent  M/Ireland
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