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Jun 2020
But I wouldn’t just leave you
And grieve over you
Like some sorceress
Chanting
Her wicked witch brew
I’d return to you
Lost and alone in the world
Like a dog with a mind
To make it
All of yours
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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