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Emily Fay D
Poems
Nov 2010
November 2, 1998
As I immerse myself in a field of gray
not picturesque, not meant to stay,
I smell the coffee in your hands,
begging me back to majestic lands;
I fall into your embrace when beckoned,
only to drown in whiskey second.
Written October 25, 2010
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Emily Fay D
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