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Mar 2020
We were giddy with the promise of war,
adventure of a lifetime after all.
We were boys on men's threshold.
We saw our generation explode in
****** mist and die like fish on shore
with the mustard gas. Broken men
returned home and never
could love or forgive again.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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