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Apr 2016
Drinkings like a death sometimes
An easy end to any night
Upon waking up
Sometimes you feel new
When the fleeting pain inside your skull
Has finally left and your mind is clear
Things seem different
Old seems new

I dont drink often
But when i do
The next day usually
Seems a little less blue
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