BobDylan

awake in a bed with the absence of your alcoholic beverage buddy, you lie perfectly still focusing on your hospital gown rising and falling; the snow-flake pattern dancing in doubled vision. a sobering light filters through your poisoned lips forcing a yawn that releases a vocal unlike any other you've heard emerge from your own mouth. you brake ou in song to yourself and realize ...you need a beer.


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