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Apr 2022
I spent my father's cruelty upon that poor dog.
   Every night of my life I feared what I did.
   I spared my children for awhile but abandoned
   them in the end as I was swept up in madness
   and delivered to Boston. The land of Oz. It had
   computer wizards and shrinks with ******.
   I kept my mind intact with drugs, *****, ***
   and guardian angels with curly hair and
   warm places within their hearts and souls.
   They helped me find my way back home again.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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