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My Confidant

November 29, 2016

I missed you, I missed you so much!

But atleast I had my cider,

some consolation to which I can clutch,

my confidant and confider.

The emotions drain out of me,

as I chat with friends and drink

discuss what could be,

contemplate and deeply think.

Its not a lasting solution

but it beats dissolution.

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