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Mar 2014
Watching the traffic light turn from green to yellow to red...all from bed.

Thoughts of Jay Gatsby fill my head
Alone in bed, I wonder how he must have felt
Seeing that green light
Reminded of Daisy, his love.
Newt Figgins
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