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Oct 2015
I'm just a dreamer
chasing disaster

I see it on the horizon
yet gaze in awe
as if it was a sun rise

its myriad of colors
harbor horrors I've yet to conceive

but I don't know
so I don't care
I raise my glass and toast
to a better tomorrow
then drown in the *****
and pray that the sun rise I see
isn't a sun set on my dream

sink or swim
I have nothing left to loose
The Drunken Oracle
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The Drunken Oracle  26/Tennessee
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