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| Wollongong Beach, New South Wales |
My last tankard is emptied and the barrel
goes dry, but here I still am, to drink
my life to the lees.
I crawl my way home and my tidiest apparel
is soiled, and there I am, at the brink
of my life that flees.
And as I lie spread-eagled, my last stairwell
awaits, and I am everywhere, only to shrink
into the skies and seas.
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