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Memories in Notebooks
He was comfortable in airports,
Remarking how tedious
the same landscape can be,
Even this beauty
Can be tiring,
Gotta go gotta go.
Take the whirly magic
That is you
with you.
Let your wheels hit the sky
In the classic noir
Of bye bye
Bye Bye.
He is sipping somewhere,
Your image sunlit
and Ionic,
Its beauty, breathless,
Can be overwhelming,
Gotta Go Gotta Go
The magic stays swirly
with him,
The classic noir,
Insipid.
Bye Bye
Bye Bye
Always bye bye
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