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Mar 2024
******'s sin is mine alone.
  She never knew her power.
  Bubble gum puffy nips
  I desired her perfect flower.

  Her mother died to save her
  but she saved me instead.
  She came to our bed in tears,
  that night she finally bled.

  ****** floats wild on the wind
  her cheap perfume my seduction.
  She died birthing our Mortal sin
  causing my Eden's destruction.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  76/M/New Bern, NC
(76/M/New Bern, NC)   
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