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To me it will always be about the sunrise; the way it looks when I haven’t slept and there is beer and whiskey (and other things besides) cluttering my veins. I need to shower; badly need to feel the hot water and the steam and make a pattern in the moisture on the glass, but there is still something pure about a horizon tinged with pink and blue, no matter how filthy my blood, or my body, may be.
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Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 11:39 PM UTC
Dawn
To me it will always be about the sunrise; the way it looks when I haven’t slept and there is beer and whiskey (and other things besides) cluttering my veins. I need to shower; badly need to feel the hot water and the steam and make a pattern in the moisture on the glass, but there is still something pure about a horizon tinged with pink and blue, no matter how filthy my blood, or my body, may be.
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Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 11:39 PM UTC
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