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Nov 2020
Be we insoluble beasts of half-starved, cataclysmic night?
In praxis we are dogs on rank pastures quaffing swill
Clean-shaven leaden-eyed
Of the same indomitable ilk
We are en route to inception
I am with you
Starbuck
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Starbuck  M/Portland
(M/Portland)   
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