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Oct 26
I must have brought a ton of bad Karma
  from my past lives to the here and now.
  I hear phrases in sleep that make me sad.
  You can't keep your hands off...
  What the hell were you thinking?
  You have so much wasted potential.
  Why do you keep getting drunk?
  I'm an imposter that people love.
  I'm an imposter who cares about
  everybody except me, myself and I.
I hate pity poems so ignore my pity party!
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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