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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGI2Tdj04QI&ab_channel=0queenpowa0

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The blasts sound out

Against the barren skeletons,

The steel and concrete,

Rubble-gangplanks and sand.

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In the distance, I hear them going off -

Popping, like bubblegum …  

But the closer they get, the more

They shake and rattle,

The more they make the baseboards whimper,

The ceiling disassemble and the plumbing, leak.

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As I listen to them pattern their way

To my exposed, glass-pane loft,

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I feel my dick get hard

And the tumble-down bottle

Of dusted Maker’s Mark,

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Call.

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