Back to the well

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i used my good words on you today

come back tomorrow, 

i would say

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Missing

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can't miss what you never had, 

she said, so i waited

by the old boardwalks and

planks into tempests

singing Marley with Bintang for sale

sunset rock on us

let me tell you about Indonesian moonshine

and Japanese saki

as night falls and we fall asleep

exhausted by our own weight

borne on by inescapable

fate

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