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I no longer recognize myself in past photographs A ghost of my former self forever immortalized Now I lay in my bed, next to empty bottles They don’t do much when it comes to company
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 8:10 PM UTC
Beer, wine, or liquor?
I no longer recognize myself in past photographs A ghost of my former self forever immortalized Now I lay in my bed, next to empty bottles They don’t do much when it comes to company
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 8:10 PM UTC
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