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Oct 2021
What a mishmash of the mismatched.
Potpourri of abandoned people in
search of connection. Singles' groups,
Parents without partners, church socials
and bars where all ye' abandon all hope.
Wait for last call and the dark corner
where the final pitch is made and you
follow a stranger as a stranger to his
bed and desperately ride a mirage to
an elusive satisfaction. Sickly morning
escape, vague promises of phone calls.
Happy ending always just out of reach.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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