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Dec 2019
Grateful abundance.
Abundant gluttony.
Cornucopia’s contents spilled,
overflowing like spring-soaked streams.

Satisfied?

Stuffed, sweating and stupefied.
Crumbled morsels piling,
higher each November.

A lack of thankfulness.
Abundant gluttony,
And you’re thankful for that?!
A little bit late since the holiday has passed...
A Benedict
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A Benedict  48/M
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     LaCayla, Bogdan Dragos and Lamar Cole
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