Before
it was always regatta, it was always cans of indian pale ale, it was always the red line passes charles
it was everything when fall coming
it was your call from europe tomorrow morning
it was everything that distance makes
it was nips of london dry gin
it was always sam ad octoberfest
before i fall into your ices
(cool, i said)
it was every way
that opens
new life
on missing Massachusetts deeply
oct2018
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