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Aug 2020
falling from grace took on a n ew face
faced with the challenges of uncut documentations

Bah bah white sheep
your fleece is our keep

don't leave us this way
to perish in a heap

remember what you are
whence you come from

that dog you protect
will fight to the death
for you

you are the farmer and the wrangler
also known to some as the daymare  mangler

suns up
dark is present

verse the reverb
falling up

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Michelle A Ford
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Michelle A Ford  45/F/Upstate New York
(45/F/Upstate New York)   
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