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Whiskey and Rye

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The whiskey and rye bring back memories. When we were

but ghosts living among mortals. As documented in your

memoir. We lived in dreams, now the past lives in me. You

were a translucent glass-winged butterfly, and I was the

twine as we danced in shadows. Now the grief lives within

and your passion for death lays beneath the earth with your

bones grotesque.

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