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Oct 2023
Sit by the fire.
Drink with your friends.
Forget about the fact that you're a liar.
Maybe someday they'll know.
You can't help but admire
The faces who sit beside you.
You get teary thinking about when they expire.
But they can't see that.
They can't see your brain becoming rewired
I feel that the best time to think, is when you're sitting around a campfire. True yooper spirit
Eddie Brewer
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Eddie Brewer  19/FTM/Calumet, MI
(19/FTM/Calumet, MI)   
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