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#2006 - 10

Jan 3

I was running late for my flight.

My 11 a.m. out of J.F.K.

I was standing outside, near Western Beef,

on fourteenth street.

I was about to go, about to leave, about to depart

couldn’t find a cab

Until the last minute

You were wearing your long coat

I leaned in to say goodbye

You were on the phone

I kissed you goodbye

You never got off the phone

07.01.03.16:35:32@205HudsonNYC

David Harth

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