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Apr 2020
I fought my way through her
****** and saw life pass before me.
Maybe it was my disaster or hers.
I screamed my breaths in anger.
I missed home like Dorothy in Oz.
I never found the yellow brick road.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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