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Poems
Oct 2017
I canβt believe in what the Holy Bible tells me, the trekkinβ Hebes, the Roman aristocracy bathing in groups, drinking from leaden casks.
Last April I was facing radical surgery that would entail the amputation of an arm at the shoulder & the removal of 4 ribs. The odds of survival were slim but still I wanted to be, for my mail man, the best unlicensed surgeon ever.
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