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Sep 2020
I have a shiver climbing up my spine.
      The air is alive with static and sparks.
      The sun is burning out and the oxygen
      is gone. Our time is coming to an end.

      This comes on the heels of my dead friend.
      She's all that was good in our fragile world.
      Together we brought scary to Halloween.
      She started it and I helped her to the end.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  76/M/New Bern, NC
(76/M/New Bern, NC)   
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