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Dedication
Do you ever wonder
where we go
when we die?
la Joie
for sure
we’ll visit with
your final resting
wishes, decisions
based on nothing more
than a love
of girth
and fight.
for as long as you can remember
It has been winter.
Posted 10/07/13
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