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Apr 4
Has come and done his very worst.
She's gone and isn't coming back,
And all her things, though not at first,
Will leave this dry old place as we unpack
Her dishes and her books, her pretty things
That kept her grand kids from her place
And gathered dust on shelves and every open space.
Don Bouchard
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Don Bouchard  65/M/Minnesota
(65/M/Minnesota)   
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