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Dawn disclosed it –

Light from an honest butter sky

Reveling in a freelance body next to me,

With our fragrant attraction

As dried up

As an Atacamian kiss.

I put in me

Sweet, sweet whiskey

Sweet scorned man.

Back then, under the accents

And sweet reprieve of street swept skies

We had clinked our glasses several times

In mome...

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