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Dissapating Mantra
"Ain't enough whiskey in the world"
He says
Through a trail of localized smoke
And a dozen
Underused cliches
Somehow stammer-free
Or maybe he always was
And I'm finally listening
"But you gotta keep tryin"
He's not talking about whiskey anymore
Not talking at all
And I'm not asking
The bill's come and gone
For all I know that was his name, too.
