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Mar 2018
The beer dried my tears

Anesthetic
Number Seven
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The last rays of light on the brick
Alone
On the porch
Me and the teak wood
Wiping my tears with my sweet beers
Written by
Kathryn Rose  25/F/TX
(25/F/TX)   
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     Jo Barber, Benjamin and Kathryn Rose
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