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And for the night, I smiled as I sipped the drips from my sorrows' tourniquet. But, if only it were easier in the morn To wrestle with the darkness- Or perhaps the light.. At least my darkness isn’t conveniently pocket-sized
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Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
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And for the night, I smiled as I sipped the drips from my sorrows' tourniquet. But, if only it were easier in the morn To wrestle with the darkness- Or perhaps the light.. At least my darkness isn’t conveniently pocket-sized
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AlecAstaire
28/M/Denver
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
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