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Jun 2018
She tried to sing me to sleep
As the tides rolled further in
Kissing the beach
Just to leave in the middle of the night
When the night sky has had its fill
Of moonlit madness chased with whiskey
And our dreams are high on different colored pills and drunk off sleepless words
Vinnie Brown
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Vinnie Brown  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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