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Sep 2020
Everyone has told me they don't like
me when I'm myself. Drunk. Honest.
The other me is society's child.
I won't curse or speak off color.
I tried to do it right.
I'll bleed in my own good time.
I'm a wild and honest lover until
I wander into your witch's woods.
Snake hair girl waits for me there
drunk and naked and her legs spread.
Snake hair girl waits for me there.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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