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Jan 2023
cooled. So, we fell like a souffle'
left on the counter for a day. We just
collapsed as we relaxed into this. And slurs

replaced a kiss. As this grew stale
we exhaled just like a cough. I choked
on his words. It gave me reflux like

my Gerd. I guess you can say
some men are just bad indigestion. So,
many I've passed -

like gas, Couldn't wait for
them to leave, To clear the air
so I can breathe!
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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