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Nov 2014
You are a bottle of champagne
saved to be opened on New Year's Eve and
I am the bruise you woke up with
From that drunken night that
you'll never cease to regret.
Jh
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Jh
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   Samantha Ann, Pax and Mara W Kayh
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