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Feb 2018
I woke up with my mind confussled. Where was I? Did I just purchase a harmonica the size of a kitchen table? If so where was it? Looking around the sun rose gallantly. And as I brushed off night from my subconscious mind, I realized I was dreaming but still I wished I had a harmonica.
Oh Well... time to search the internet.
I learned a new word today and decided to use it for fun. That is how this poem was born
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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