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She taught me as much as she could. Only one of us was real. I miss her.
I teach what I am able. Now so many believe I am not real.
Sad?
Childish?
Dangerously funny?
Life? Death and War too? More? What is a bitch?
A female canine type, or that which is desired... but just... out... of... reach.
Free to everybody but you. Or me? Bon enjoyee.
June 8th and it was 32° F out there. Summer?
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