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Jul 2019
Something sinister was brewing
chimes made of bones were casting spells.

Cloth dolls with x'd out eyes reminded me
of all of you.

And oh...oh how you burned in the fire
while I just drank a beer with a content *******
in my heart.

God I love summer...
Reminiscing with pure intent.  No harm was done to the bones and beer.
Lily Mae
Written by
Lily Mae  F/Northern Michigan
(F/Northern Michigan)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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