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Nov 2023
I lost my wedding ring
it fell into the mud
with the other ones
our horror of blood.

The end wouldn't come.
***** to death by many
rag doll kissed by some
just a **** for a penny.

Monsters eat our pain
Hors oeuvre then home
dinner with the family
all will fall like Rome.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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   Vishal Pant
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