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Mar 2023
I must be going blind
nothing of the kind
I see your shadow
where rivers flow
my favorite dreams
******* in streams.
I always see our end
time and space bend.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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