An Ode to Vices as Virtues
guest contribution by the poet: Press Watkins
In the dimness where only shadows play,
Vodka whispers, bold and gay,
A clear, fierce stream in the dead of night,
Promising escape from the plight.
Valium's soft, steadying hand,
Quells the storm on dema…
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