he tries not to drink
but those shadows will haunt him
and the glass refills
ice bumping shoulders again
the night never seems to end
Being Present for the Moment
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
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Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
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Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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I take it your a drinker then lol…oh I remember those nights… Jx
Actually not anymore. In my younger days, of course, but now just a glass or two of wine sometimes. That poem was about a friend of mine: Frank. And he still drinks to excess like a few others I know.
We all know one or two…The art industry is riddled. ..makes for great art all round I say. Keith Richards is still alive right…?
But many others are long dead.