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At the bottom of the bottle my own warped face-- the glass, eyes that reflect 2014 for what it was the bottle-neck becoming mine At the bottom of the barrel I find words for poetry, words for me. At the bottom of it all I can see.

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Published: Feb 25, 2020
LinesWords: 1047

Tags: #alcoholism

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