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Jul 2022
I don't want to meet the parents
when I'm buzzed and slurring
so we'll meet for brunch or lunch
before my vision starts blurring.
I'll make small talk and smile
I'll pretend to love you only
even if we **** once in awhile
and we kind of live lives lonely.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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