Laphroaig

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The smell of glass and whiskey's ghost, and time,

The faint of memory infused in brine,

A lime-tanged sour suck full of fresh-picked fruit invoked

By sea salt and some sand dissolved in bottl's of smoke.

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⏰ Last updated: May 07, 2013 ⏰

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