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Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 138 views | 0 comments
....dawn breaks I've realized that quite possibly, I may have been awake for too long. My head now weary and my shoulders tired from the day before I'm unable to think coherently. My only salvation lies in the form of a bottle. Two pints of golden memory loss sit across from me. The first light of the day bursts forth over the roof tops igniting the fluid inside the glass chamber, capturing the sun, harnessing it's power and pouring cool amber sunbursts across the wall. I glance at the golden orb as forces its way to the clouds above. It's brightness causing me to squint, but the warmth it brings to my bones and the promise of a new day allow me to place the bottle under the table for another time. I must sleep. Sleep allows me to remember the good times and forget the bad. Goodnight for now my fellow confessors.
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