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Feb 2012
There is no boat that can carry you there;
No wings that are able to fly you there.
Your feet will stumble before they bring you.

The door is forgotten & easily mistaken.
Alas, it is forsaken;
Multitudes pass.
J Michael Jordan
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J Michael Jordan  Chicago.
(Chicago.)   
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   Sarah, Jade Lima and N Yana
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