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Speaking tongues In the drunkenness of our tongue tied insanity we become novacane A morphine of our own Addicts on an impactful voyage There is no guilt between us When our fingers are laced like red ribbons of romance We call ourselves poetry Two catastrophes adrift on a comet Stars aligned for the first time
