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No.
These are not just
The ramblings
Of a drunkard.
This is 
Open heart surgery.
I cut myself open
So,
Fix me.
No anesthesia.
I’m already
Intoxicated.
On this bed
Where I lay
To dream.
In this spinning room
I think about you
Hard enough
To make sure
You’ll visit.

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