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I am going to go on a rant. If Walt Whitman could write poems like this, I guess it counts as a poem. It is a story of destroyed hope. I waiting for you I counted down the days Until I could get in and taste your sweetness but guess what You weren't there; crushing my SOUL But you know what? I'm not angry No, I'm just sad and disappointed but I will continue...

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