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Nov 30
I died. Doesn't matter how.
Behind a ***** or a plow
Don't kneel at my grave
sing loud hallelujah brave.
My life has been a dying
of the broke vows lying.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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