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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.
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 1:59 AM UTC
Gatsby
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.
layton-dorsett
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 1:59 AM UTC
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