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Oct 2019
Bad
I found a fountain of fabulous fractals in my sprinkler.

I never knew, but somehow she showed me in a rainbow of facets.

So.. I let it go, knowing anemia is iron rations.
Taken from me.

An iron ore.
So i'm sure.

Placed.
So patient
A nickel.
Who dimed.
And show a nose of who rhymed me.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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