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May 2019
Deep into the darkness chilling...
Remembering many happy and  lonely times...
It was filling, thrilling, and unwilling...
Thoughts were on the horizon ringing chimes...

When I thought of all the thoughts...
Remembering many silent and ideological points...
Setting the mood and preparing the plots...
Sending pain coursing through all of my joints...
Lisa Pospisil
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Lisa Pospisil  50/F/Missouri
(50/F/Missouri)   
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