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United, O'Hare ::
Carried on a moving walkway,
colored neon curves dance above,
bright tones meander in a mode.
Years ago I loved your wonder,
then saw, heard, felt it for myself.
Next time I fell lost in memory,
seeing and hearing you instead.
Today I passed through three times,
saw the lights, remembered you,
as if even memory were new.
Thu, 23 Dec 2004, 11:30 PM EST
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