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Dec 2020
Well.
I'll be ******,
if I
don't survive…

have you
ever
felt that way? That
feels like hell,

right,
but it ain't.
bits of this tossed into the wind as spores and leaven are imagined one idea
Ken Pepiton
Written by
Ken Pepiton  77/M/Pine Valley CA
(77/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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