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Jun 2023
"Sit still little Bill, you'll soon be down the hill with a great plague that'll soon ****.
I overstand it's a tough pill, but
Swallow.
Your rough times will never heal,
And longing for tomorrow will never
Reveal.
Sit still little Bill, you'll soon be down the hill."


-Marci H.
Marci Ace
Written by
Marci Ace  F/Jacksonville,FL
(F/Jacksonville,FL)   
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