Waiting for Midnight(An original poem)

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Dude gave me
a swig of fireball
It went down sweet
and urgent in the night
I kept on charging
way past 100%
until midnight scrilla
A mad interlude broke my vigil
He was part geek half insane
Certified New York citizen
I listened to his frenzy
and breathed when he left
And kept on charging
way past 100%
while midnight was getting ready

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