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I love
How love
Means everything
To some
And nothing
To others

I love
Just thinking
About sinking 
In like warm waters
That take away
Cold shoulders
Dreary days 
And old
Lovers

I love
Anyway
Too far gone
To lament
The times gone
Wrong

I love
Well past
But wells last
Water slowly
Seeps back
Recharging
They call that

I love
Being drawn up
Fill another glass
Or whistle kettle
Or dilute cask

I love
For those who're
Whiskey
Ice
And class

2025-09-29 07:10*