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Nov 2020
I was ****** and drunk at 3am.
My conscience called my phone.
We ****** and never answered.
I crawled back to my quiet womb
with black light and little room.
I woke in hell's fierce sunlight.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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