As I walked through campus tonight
I passed the Oxy fountain
and as it gently misted my face
filling the air with it's particular fragrance
chlorine, sewage, and a hint of an unidentifiable chemical
a memory came wafting with it
of a time, years ago
when I was so wickedly drunk
I drank out of that fountain
after my reverie
I thought to myself
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