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I miss those nights …….

when I drank

Where I drank for the living, 

the missing,

And the dead !

For those just forgotten, by me.

And me forgotten by them.

For those that just …..left!

I’m not drinking these days.

Never mind on the nights.

But no one will know …..

Except the dead.

For the living and the missing 

Well 

They’re still gone…

And well for those others 

I’m still

Forgotten 

Giajl © Jim Love