18.3.07

 

Drunk


There should be a day
When I could get drunk,
Forget what I was
Forget what I am
Forget what I will be
Just be me
Drunk in happiness
And let things be
None of the weariness
From the journeys long
that tend to be
Wearing out the bone
And the mind
The stories that the stars told
Never turned out to be
For I was to be
drunk in happiness

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