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Sep 2010
The moonshines
On a drunk
Outside of a liquor store
Some one
Please,
Give him more
Rest at ease
His reality
Is not as ours
But his power
Is just as strong
Singing the songs
Of drunken blues
Giving a ****
About the cue
I
Use this as clue
To the true
Meaning of happiness
He smiles
As I drop dimes
In his hands
To recapture time
I hope
My change
We’ll be enough
To inspire his
Joseph Childress
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Joseph Childress  30/M/Detroit
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