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Sep 2019
when a
clump of
lice afield
with the
prey was
abruptly fired
between her
**** that
this cantilever
bucked yet
would bone
the cast
upon her
harvest moon
only she
made right
turn bare
an autumn bear
Scott F Hemingway
Written by
Scott F Hemingway  Bloom
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