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Apr 2023
It wasn't love. It was illusion.
Harvest moon's shadow
shifting in the midnight surf as
we stumbled to Eden's bed.
Stain of ******'s surrender red.

      there's hope in despair
      fear in bravery
      ignorance in certainty
      doubt in forgiveness
      lost love inside love.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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