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May 2020
Harvests can be bountiful
    or they can be wanting.
    I've known you both ways.
    I know elegance no matter.
    Always a pleasure when we dance in
    ballrooms or barns or Night, Love.
    One of us will kiss the other's hand
    goodbye in a casket then dance alone.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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