Poem by Richard Brautigan

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We stopped at perfect days
and got out of the car.
The wind glanced at her hair.
It was as simple as that.
I turned to say something-

1. The Wait
2. 30 Cents, Two Transfers, Love
3. Restaurant
4. The 12,000,000
5. Affectionate Light Bulb

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