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Apr 2015
As I lay  in the ditch
With whiskey tingling my breath
A chill rained into me, as I  drown  into my hair
Tall grass swirls around entrapping me
Plant me like a seed, with melting whispers
As whiskey trees made of  fireworks, unfold my despairs
Flawless Contradictions
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Flawless Contradictions  45/F/Michigan
(45/F/Michigan)   
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