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Aug 2014
It's dead silence now,
except for the aquarium gurgling.
I can see the colored-lights
& the cigarette smoke is finally gone.
Every single lover has vanished.
The party's over,
I'm going to sleep
for a week
minimum.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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