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Aug 2020
I sensed a disturbance
I haven’t felt since
We were younger
But she
Was the same
Seductress
And though welcome advances,
Enchantments,
Romance me
I can’t entrust her
Conjecture  
All I’ve heard
But she’s cute
And she’s cool
When my vision is blurred
And my speeches are slurred
I would guess or assume
I was blacked out before
The mushrooms
We consumed
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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