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Mar 2020
The locale of this

body was once worn

It was the crash pad

and the last place

You'd ever look

for me

But

when I am gone

I bet you will

remember that

in some way

I shall live

again...
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  55/F/grey hair I don't care...
(55/F/grey hair I don't care...)   
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     ---, Yann and Carlo C Gomez
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