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Oneof Thesedays Jul 2015
Sight is melting,
pain is fading away,
i am drunk,
drunk on these days.

Beer is nice,
drinking beer is cool,
but i really am,
just a desperate fool.

I am staring at screen,
surrounded by walls,
remembering all those,
late-night talks.

I am so lonely,
like a hitchhiker in night,
meeting some people,
with worn out soul and heart.

— The End —