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Mar 2020
It plays out on a stage by the sea.
  Violence, money, *** and drugs
  paint the scene blood red smelling
  of copper and naked angels die again.
  I'm left with your artifacts as proof
  you loved me when I was still pure.
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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