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Dec 2012
Do you have a reason?
I don't.
I do it because I have no reason.
Because my heart is as empty as your whiskey glass.
Don't touch me now,
You won't feel it, I won't feel it.
We pour into each other
But we must have missed the leak,
Wherever it is.
But we do it because
There's no reason not to.
Written by
Kaundi Mooney  Reading, Pennsylvania
(Reading, Pennsylvania)   
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