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Johnny wrote her a letter

Grainy paper of scented flower

She knows he touched the dried wax to his fingers

Few drops of an old cologne left

On wet-dry bit of alcohol

She brings the dark ink to her lips

With a light kiss leaving a black smudge of charcoal-

Colored gloss on the glass as she sips

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