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She sets the dinner table Sits down and places a napkin on her laps Fills her wine glass and With every sip of gasoline She sparks a conversation With the demons awakened By the ruins of her childhood ©CathyDevan
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Jul 19, 2021
Jul 19, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
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She sets the dinner table Sits down and places a napkin on her laps Fills her wine glass and With every sip of gasoline She sparks a conversation With the demons awakened By the ruins of her childhood ©CathyDevan
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Jul 19, 2021
Jul 19, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
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