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Aug 2
I was so tanned
ocean salt hair
wind blown sand
prisoner's stare
I bled into a wave
sharks showed teeth
guards dug my grave.
My heart I bequeath.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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