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Sep 2019
is my Friend
it comforts me
eases the discord
the loneliness  that sits
on my chest has almost
crushed me to death
so I down it with Absolut
and it wiggles between each
yellow tooth -
and even they have cavities
to be filled
but I haven't been
to the doctor's in years
and my habit's been *******
this old woman's body
no recourse's been taking
so here I am
without a friend
without much help
alone again
by myself
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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