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Dipsomania

Dipsomania

River of chaos how it yearns
A wave laments as it churns
Gild sand castles crumble
Amidst this hell, I stumble
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A sip of fiery amber grain
Tip a glass to parched vein
Medicinal tis hair of the dog
Conceal a heart in dusky fogย 
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Liquid genie in a mason jar
Cravings granted glazed star
If only for a moment obtained
Before a salutary haze waned
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Cold as ice in whiskey glass
In time this too shall pass
Dipsomania gin and vermouth
Relish a burning truth
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Loathed this endless thirst
Empty bottle tis accursed
It commands and I follow
Paying retribution tomorrow

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