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Aug 2020
I die in midnight's tick.
  With pennies in my eyes
  I'm buried in a tomb.
  The mourners under water
  are baptized by the dead.
  I'm buried in a womb.
  Water breaks, sets me free.
  I'm born again into light.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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