Last night I bought two bottles of wine,
and I hallucinated your name written on one of them.
But when I woke in the morning—
with a headache to such a painful degree—
I knew I had drank them both by myself.
I could have sworn I heard your voice
echoing in the belly of my guitar
and resonating off of its strings.
I must have been mistaken.
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