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Jan 2020
I had no idea it was happening.
      The world caught fire and I blinked.
      My skin smelled like cooked meat.
      I was hungry and couldn't help myself.
      When I came to strapped down I thought
      I had died. I talked to you tomorrow.
      We spoke of beaches and sand and sun
      and salt that we would visit yesterday.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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       --- and Carlo C Gomez
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