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Oct 2013
The devil took the hindmost.   The foremost kept the tempo
He carried it away                     A beacon points the way
then devoured it                           Reliable to a fault
sat satisfied.                                  The devil
Gleefully.                                      mournful

   last seen walking
drag
gone

So. Note to self. Cant afford to slack  
No time for looking back or sleeping with regret.
Cause the devil takes the hindmost.
and that's a certain bet.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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     Geno Cattouse and Susan O'Reilly
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