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Tonight
Tonight the pain becomes a central idea, a notion, a recall, a, sort of, panacea. Tonight turns life happy toward celebration, the opportunity to herald a healthy decision. What happened then could occur tomorrow, might even be a possibility without my halo, for the reality of our lives is a fragile pedestal we could so…
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When I Drink
When I drink faded images appear, silent, moving, attractive filtered visions. When I drink that settled need, gnawing reality quiet departs leaving little love. When I drink, you certainly cannot know me the way, I know I’m sick. When I drink, the fog I seek envelops my soul, blurs drawn energy settles incessant. When I…
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