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Sep 2021
I drink because,
You’re still around.
The both of you.
The three of you now.
Endless cycles with one.
Another dead.
The third who’s righteous.
Corpse, betrayer, a finder.
This life.
Drink.
Written by
Delyla Nunez  26/F/Nowhere
(26/F/Nowhere)   
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