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when I was 21
it was a very good year
it was a very good year for city girls
who lived up the stair
with all that perfumed hair
and it came undone
when I was 21
but now the days are short
i'm in the autumn of the year
and now i think of my life
as vintage wine from fine old kegs
from the brim to the dregs
it poured sweet and clear
it was a very good year
Ervin Drake
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