Can’t think of a title
a name
for a baby
who called
on his twentieth birthday
tattoos and whiskey
wondering
if I’d come back.
If only he knew
I’d never left
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Can’t think of a title
a name
for a baby
who called
on his twentieth birthday
tattoos and whiskey
wondering
if I’d come back.
If only he knew
I’d never left
This is beautiful.
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