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Whiskey Road

Whiskey road, 
all alone, 
here we go again/ 
Hitting switchbacks, 
going too fast, 
chasing down my sin/ 

Headlights crawl,
through the pouring rain, 
to where the road gives out/
Glass eye’d stare, 
same whispered prayers, 
plunged deep into the black/
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