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Like a ghost, You are here, When that sweet smoke appears, Those haunting memories, We were happy my dear, No spirits…. Just memories…. My shadows of you… Then I sober up… And remember….. It’s true….. Yes, you do….. YOU SUCK BLCostello©2025

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