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T May 2019
The bottle touched his mouth yet again...
And
        I
           Forgot
                   About
                             All
                                  The
                                         Good
              
           In this lonely, lonely world.
T May 2019
He kept looking at photos from the past, not living in the present and leaving us there.

— The End —