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A Story Yet to be Told Over a Glass of Poison

Alone I lay deja` vu`
Wishing for friends, praising the futile life
Calling a lost heart.
As I sip green Lipton as lightly as possible
Poring over the moon's endeavor, listening to her force breath
And forge light in the dark;
...I know morn will come, silent as a sigh.

Author notes

By poison, I mean alcohol and not literally.

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  • Ken-Maverick
    October 8
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    JUDGED!

    Wonderfully penned on the prompt, well done.
    Thanks for entering and all the best to you in the contest.

    Ken