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Aug 2022
Don't recall that stumble.
I remember boldly standing.
Did I stammer?
I thought I was fluent with the cause.
Did I hide behind a lie?
I thought I signed up for the chore.
How is my recollection so flawed?
Let me not back down.
I'll check my notes and get back.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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   Ledge and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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