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Been there,
Done that,
Went there,
Came back,
A vacation its not,
For a place to spend time,
I like it alot…
No pill,
No liquid,
No needle,
Can bring one back,
From the precipices edge,
Only the write with a quill…
A padded cloud,
Is its existence,
A jacket worn,
Though nothing loud,
Arriving therein,
I am always met by a crowd…
Need I go on,
Need I speak further,
Need I carry ID,
Its where I did come from,
The place where I was born…
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