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You were

Drunk

Again.

Clumsily walking

On the

Sidewalk.

This time,

I carried

You.

Some drunk

Thugs

Made their way

To

You,

And

As your

Faithful

Guardian,

I knocked

Them out.

I carried

You

Again.

Occasionally

Singing

A lullaby

For

You.

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