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Mar 27
I was afraid to go
to sleep last night,
because the two girls
in my dreams might meet,
Tatterina and Hugdalena,
so I sat up late,
drank wine, and
wrote this poem.
Written by
Larry Berger  83/M/Sinks Grove, WV
(83/M/Sinks Grove, WV)   
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