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Mar 2020
Sister ******

    Strung out full of needle marks
    still proud defiant and sneering
    with black teeth and bag of bones
    you say "*******". So I go away.
    I come back in the morning. You're
    gone to emergency or morgue? I try
    to find you for our kids' sake. We love
    you but we can't compete with ******.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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