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Apr 2014
I feel the only reason I drink is to fool myself.
In moments of the dull mundane
I get thirsty,
but not for drink or beverage,
no.
But for excitement and thrill
Something beyond the confines of daily repetition.
so i order a mix
in hopes it will lull my senses into believing
that the night was what I had hoped it would be:
exciting...
romantic...
calming...
freeing...
Kristen
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Kristen
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   Nomad and Paridhi Sharma
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