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Mar 2020
Maybe I'm just a little tired.
A nap might help.
My life seems like it's over.
I don't want to fly kites or blow bubbles
like the kid I was a century ago.
All that's left is the coroner's signature.
You kids carry on and do us prouder
than we did for the greatest generation.
My generation, baby boomers, was a disgrace in my opinion. We left the world worse than we'd inherited.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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       Larry, Jena T, Mrs Timetable and Carlo C Gomez
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