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Oct 2023
Surrounded by familiar strangers
funny birthday hats bonfire cake
singing a song I almost remember.
Hug me. I hate liberties they take.
Presents I can't open without help.
I have a memory of a wedding night
first time for everything naked we
bleed and sweat call God in flight.
We birthed all you ***** and egg
it's why we're all here this night.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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   Weeping willow
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