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May 2017
My dreams just turned to chalk
I sacrificed life and limb for bone and lust
You can feel the guilt in my touch
Able to see the skeleton frame
This flesh once had breath
I bury myself in yesterday's
Donna
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Donna  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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