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Alexander Lloyd Twyman
Poems
Jan 2011
The People
The beer trickles down
my throat
and begins to warm
my soul
I begin to forget
what it was
that I was meant
to do
Pure bliss becomes me
and only leaves me
when people start talking
again.
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Alexander Lloyd Twyman
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