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ALL MIXED UP

Just suppose, you juxtapose date and time… early riser, back home before you’re supposed to go. A riot, that it seems my brain pauses, supposes it knows everything, but the calendar gleans the truth, the text reveals I’m all mixed up. Most of the time, I get it right, but, once in a while, my brain misfires, however, I’ll not fire the old gal - I’ve depended on her all these years!

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Date: 11/10/2023 6:09:00 PM
Very human... I enjoyed it. Down to earth...
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