Frailt
Slight imperfections of
A faded soul
Once strong and fruitful
Now barely whole
Winsome dreams of
A better life
Less bittersweet of
Stress and strife
Physical adversity
And brain not there
Pondering survival
Not thinking clear
Tilt back the bottle
Drowning the pain
Whisky works briefly
As sun turns to rain
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