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I pour it out Like a bottle of wine upon the ground I have spent myself therein And soaked into the bitter ground Behind the house Because no expectation can withstand The truth within Which is that you can control the consumptive means To make or break most anything But I pour it out Because I can
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC
Waste
I pour it out Like a bottle of wine upon the ground I have spent myself therein And soaked into the bitter ground Behind the house Because no expectation can withstand The truth within Which is that you can control the consumptive means To make or break most anything But I pour it out Because I can
What is any substance on a rainy day.
colmistoirm
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC
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