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A Poem: Vintage 1992 

I conjured up a potion of

all your tears and

mine. Kept them

in an old

carafe and

aged them

like fine wine.

This mixture was so

powerful, half misery,

half pain. A perfect comb-

ination. I drank and

went insane.

  • A poem by Laura Shank.


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