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Mar 2020
These nuthouses are full of
   sad stories. My heart bleeds for
   our circumstance. Sad is all.
   When they asked about you I said
   she's right as rain, a perfect wife.
   They said you were dead.  They lied
   and put me in a room full of dark.
   Bury her in my shadow if you find it.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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