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Closing Time: rime couée
Down at the bar we sit and wait, as if our glory days, so great, still might return anon. We act younger throughout the night, so we forget, while we get tight, that halcyon is gone. And all the girls … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, age, drinking, French verse forms, glory days, illusion, poetic forms, rime couée
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