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Dec 2024
A hundred thousand years ago,
give or take a month,
an epic poem started strongly
with a clever grunt.

Then stanza 2,
an urgent cry.

Now all we hear is,
Who am I?
Devin Johns
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Devin Johns  49/M/USA
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