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Jul 2018
Sobriety is hurt...
Washin' away with evey drop into my soul,
I have seen your face and the memories of us in the dark sparkle of my whiskey.
So I keep drinking...
These sips draw a shelter of your face beneath my eyes.
In bounds outside sobriety lies peace.
And...
My lady love...
It's the only place I find You,
Josh Cooper
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Josh Cooper  M/Malawi, Africa
(M/Malawi, Africa)   
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