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Sep 2020
Free! I won't have to walk the dogs.
I won't have to put the garbage out.
I won't worry if I can sleep or not.
Am I a drunk? Doesn't matter now.
The guilt that hangs heavy like moss
from the branches of my soul is gone.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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