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Jul 2020
The kind of person who always calls out the first rain drop.

Escaping fatality,
In reality,
On a technicality.

Feeling lost at the expense of being honest.
Paid six hundred dollars, tipped with a promise.

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AJ
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     JDK, Aer, The Gray Wolf and Sushant
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