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Nov 2015
My Sun in absentia today , my presence unneeded at the Tree of Life , I cried myself to sleep last night ..I recognized a set of eyes that belonged to a pig on the slaughter line.. They were mine ..
Randolph Llewellyn Wilson
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Randolph Llewellyn Wilson  Chattahoochee Hills , Ga.
(Chattahoochee Hills , Ga.)   
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