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Apr 2019
brew your
sorrows into a
barrel so that every
time you want to drink
pour me a cup and i'll
drink your sorrows
away too
this wine tastes like it is sad!
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wL  M
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   A Slow Heyoka, Levonte Hadley, --- and ---
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