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Jul 2014
Once upon a time
in a land
far far away and

only now do I understand
the recursion, you feel
more then just far.

In familiar locations
Lacking only you
I sit and slowly forget.
Mainly for W.B., but also for everyone else who has left for vacation.
Written by
Vitis Lio
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