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Roman Candle
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Sonnet 46
Some freezing rain is falling on my shoulder and a winter wind is blowing through each lung. Some things about this weather make me older some things about it make me feel so young. There's a quarter moon that knows the hours i'm keeping and a glittered highway showing back its light. There's a baby at home in my room that's sleeping and a woman that won't be alone tonight.
So let the lads and lad-ettes keep Ibiza and morning walks home, cocktail on their chin. I'll spill my own drink listening to Aretha with my girl and a fireplace in our den If being young is one prolonged farewell I'll find it undiminished somewhere else.
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