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One Less Mosquito Bite Tomorrow

One Less Mosquito Bite Tomorrow On her mantle of pain an evil vulture sits His mosquito bites feeding off her grits He drew blood from her heart And more from her triple parts She looked to repose as she caught her wits connie pachecho 8/23/17

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