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For Nightbirde and Joey. I will never understand, why the take the angels from us.

Drinking alone, thinking alone and the ghosts of yesterday are chasing me.

The good song made me write these words.

We must not forget Ukraine.

A poem rewritten.

Some mini-poetry. Maybe the whiskey thoughts?

Love should be given freely. We need to make love with the lights on and we need to sing the songs of love to the moon, to the sun.

Our mentors, our father. They teach us.

We need the kindness of love near.

In the midnight hours. We can roam to place where love was sweet and we were brave.