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I'm a dim kinda guy.
And geez at the bar they shine good.
In this smoke in
The dark
Even talk dulls the growl,
And shimmy sheds away under
Blankets of noise and thick booze.
Except what it is
They like to talk about
And what they look like standing there
In the smoke while
Uncomfortable.
The kinda
Light I
Like.
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