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Story by Jiblits on SoFurry

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Imported from SF2 with no description.


For another thought too long

I drank another honest somethin, too strong

It was anything but clear, & had a sprinkle of old fear

Unsafe to have another too soon

I often wake, under a partial moon

Memories, often mix with regret

Cursed & unlucky, I see angels I apparently met

Sometimes, the light is from an imagined house, burning to a mental ground

It always rebuilds itself, without a sound