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Sep 2021
Rest easy my loves. I'm at peace.
    I wish that I could take your pain
    and bury it with me. After all
    it's my fault that you feel so bad.
    I never complained in life and I
    swear to God I won't whine in death.
    No more aches and pains. The old corpse
    lies in a hole. My spirit soars above!
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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