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Someone is always
On vacation, happy hour
Lasts and lasts and lasts

I don’t mind, laughs and
Good wine and politics
Stories over snacks

I brag about my
Boundaries, priorities
Break them for a drink

Will my stories mind
If I leave them unwritten
It’s only tonight

I know that they mind
Or — I mind, I know I mind
But then there’s the wine

So I’m useless here
Since write drunk, edit sober
Is just bad advice

With Love,

Natalie