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Jan 2020
I have crazy dogs waking me.
  I fumble out of bed and ***.
  I feed the wild beasts and
  hold coffee with shaking hands
  from the night before wine.
  I walk them and pick up ****.
  One fine day they'll drag me
  to my grave chasing squirrels.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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     Kim B and ---
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