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A last call

a last dance at last the dark fills my eyes as I walk away into the night I don’t glance back into the stench but instead fill my lungs with the night’s virgin air my jumbled steps and stumbled words are relentless infuriating unshakable invigorating another day another drink alone.
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doug-collins
American
Published
Aug 17, 2012
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