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May 2020
Alone
   Bon voyage in your
   lonely quest for fame.
   The band plays and
   locals bid adieu.
   Gulls and bells speak.
   Waves clap noisily
   slapping at shore.
   Cheering fades as
   miles add to miles.
   Now I know alone.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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