The
Liquor
Stores
Bleed outbound
Wounded souls
But
Once those
Fellers
Hit
The tipsy
Point,
In the middle
Of those
Night streets,
It’s all good,
Just
Get em’
Talking about
Sports
Or
Television
Or
That last ciggy
With coffee.
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