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Julia Jan 2019
our love is lonely tippler
addicted to disappointments
drinking only cheap spirits
taking anything what is at hand
tired of problems and forgetting
Sinobi my wanter
In her I am trippler
Over load and aboard
The serene enchantment averred

Hooks on beams
Ties of currency
Paid marathon of my racing head
Oh dubly double you
The weight of smile breaks my heart
Who saw the big boy cry for the luck of what he saw walk past him

My wanter wanted
The rose faded red to dark blue
Thick as a jelly
My swallow holds my gut
If she didn’t seek no doors could open
The affirmament in cross heads to bite a straw of reflection
A no go goner my fighter to the last drop

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