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Apr 2018
I couldn’t begin to count, the countless memories I’ve lost with each pour of the whiskey bottle

Everyone disintegrating from a sip of substance A mind washed away from a forever empty glass
A fading hint of cologne lost on an empty pillow
I suddenly remember, all that you were
Chaundra
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Chaundra  20/F
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