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Sep 2015
It has been another morning:
Of waking up hungover,
looking back on all the decisions I regret
and words I said too loudly.

Last night,
I did not drink
but I still
wake up
hungover with regret.
It's a wednesday.
September
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September  Victoria, BC
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