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Poems
Feb 2016
Brew
I wasn't that
perfectly chilled
bottle of wine
that moist your lips;
I was brewed to
kiss your drunken stupor
in between your sighs,
in between your frowns
And I was only meant
for all the hung-overs,
you never count.
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