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Amber Jun 24
Nights consumed and power drained
Failure engulfs yet hunger remains
For some to be less pained
Be worth one who’s overstrained
Amber Jun 24
For one could go, where butterflies churn
Where bottles pop and cheeks flush
But vacancy fills and hearts yearn
For once was held, is now a gold rush

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