Poetry Friday: survival poem #17 | Marty McConnell
survival poem #17 | Marty McConnell because this is what you do. get up. blame the liquor for the heaviness….
survival poem #17 | Marty McConnell because this is what you do. get up. blame the liquor for the heaviness….
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