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Dec 2016
Having a whiskey
With left over dreams
Walked through the park
Empty bottles kissing my feet
Snow flakes falling on dead trees
Dancing in the moonlight
Me and my whiskey
When the full moon fades
Far away in the dawn sky
On this cold winter night
Shall be my turn to lye down and die
Trilogy Poem Part One
Arthur Vaso
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Arthur Vaso  Montreal
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