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Mar 2017
Well, the bets were placed,
and Hell's patrons are raking in the dough
since I lost your signal some months ago;
the pulse I felt was just my own,
I just thought it would've felt nice
if for once it wasn't mine alone.
A brother poem to Magic answer xis
Vincent JFA
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Vincent JFA  Long Island
(Long Island)   
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