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Aug 2019
broken mirror

The ship has gone sailed without me,
alone in a hotel room
I sweat and try to stop my hands
from trembling; where are
all my friends that drank with me in the bar.

They fired me threw me ashore
the *******;
dignified
Walking down the gangway,
Cheap suitcase
******* in the air hiding
My tears
I have to leave this room,
must walk tall, Iā€™m tough
that right, butut first
I need a little drink or two
jan oskar hansensapopt
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   Bogdan Dragos
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