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Sep 2021
We’re on it.

The curse is out there
And it will find you
Because it knows
As well as you do

What you did.

You took something
That you had no right
To take away
In the dead of night

We’re on it.

The curse is out there
Each day refreshed anew
Don’t expect anyone
To have sympathy for you
Written by
Cathy  50/F/Calgary
(50/F/Calgary)   
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