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Bartender

I swam through a ocean of illusion Dying of thirst Going through the motions of confusion Fearing the worst I came upon her canteen Seeking a cup of real If for nothing else A sip for my last meal

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Date: 10/15/2021 3:46:00 PM
The idea of drinking real is quite original. Good write!
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