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Jan 2023
Rhyme in mind;
Seen a time gone by;
***** ole line spins by;
Not cruel, just rumpled.
Not spicy, just worn.
Once bounced with new,
now falls with truth.
Lost about the edges.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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