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Not be fixed

By Wil C. Fry, Oct. 31, 2001, 21:31

Copyright © 2001 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


Some days all I need is a pen
And others, I know I’m in the lions’ den
But it can be deceptively quiet here
Among the ghosts
And the spirits
And my fevered brow
Wishing for another shot of whiskey
To numb it all away
But soon I’ll run out of days
And it will not be fixed.



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