Drink Merrily
Here in the not here is calling I say.
Fit but untried and unseen I am.
Christ cried forsakenly,
yet truth was and is given.
Never surrender freedom,
the ward against unbeing,
and all things boogiefying.
Here, sing with me,
drink merrily my tears,
and touch light with light.
(c) 2006 RJDuberg
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