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[pavementjohn]

A Drinking Song

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift my glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

W. B. Yeats

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[hybrid_moments]

John elliot edgerton.. i miss you and love you