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When The Party Ends

The party is over.      
I knew all along it would      
End. It had to sometime.      
Now, here I am, watching the      
Sunrise, smoking a joint, and      
Drinking the last of the liquor.      
My wallet is empty and the      
Girls are gone, but still the music      
Plays, reminding me that there are      
Many more celebrations to be had.      
This won’t be my last hurrah.      
There will always be another party,      
Another girl, and another great time.     
Written by Gonzo69 (AnthonyHendrix)
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