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Dec 2019
I'm drunk and I'm high
Sitting on the couch after everyone has left
All but the three of us remain

One by one we fall asleep
Until its just you and I

I can't help the fact
That my head is getting heavy
And you shoulder
Looks so inviting to lean against.
Huxley Web
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Huxley Web  18/F/The Shore
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