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Empty Laphroaig Quarter Cask

There were only a few drops
left in the bottle.

Yet! She poured it
in the glass,
mixing it with her (each glance).

And, that was enough to get me
intoxicated.

―Ab.C.
Written by Penguinphile (Ab.C.)
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