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Whiskey, Jazz, Vintage Electronic Audio Devices

I like to fall away
From the head swamp
Of urban life
Into my private sanctuary of bliss

Pure pot still fine Irish whiskey
Or single malt exquisite spirits
Light my path
Cobalt blue vintage cd player with mega bass

The music is jazz
The purest form of abstraction
I drink not to be drunk
Just the divine escape



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