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Thirst

I'll quench my long, longing thirst,
and so I'll drink to the bottom of the glass.
And so I dip my lips in first,
to savor the water and its mass.

And indeed, when I am ready,
slowly I will open wide my mouth.
Though I wish to be steady,
my spirit, he's laying south.

I'll drink to the bottom of the glass,
to quench my long, longing thirst.
As now a moment then went pass,
be damned, the glass, it fell,burst.

Though ashed it's lost forever,
I quenched my thirst at last.
I'll weep a moment, never,
lets dwell not in the past.
southernmoonlight
Written by southernmoonlight (Southern Moonlight)
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