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#Whiskey

3 poems carrying this word

01 Red, like a brand in memory, — Red, like a brand in memory, — Shameful, but bright. White wants to be left alone. Black grabs tight, flooding every th… MMXXVI
02 Around you I can't eat, the bite won't go down my throat. It turns me inside out. Around you I can't eat, the bite won't go down my throat. It turns me inside out. Take the whiskey for yourself, and fo… MMXXIV
03 The Professor. That's what they called him – A White Suit, The Professor. That's what they called him – A White Suit, A cheerful temper: Beer in the morning Evening – cognac. On… MMXXIV

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