Sip of Life

  Placing the crystal glasses for soul mates today, I took out the wine fermented in my yesterday, To me, It smells, oh so familiar, Nostalgia in every sip, Too strong for them, I presume, I fermented raw passion of youth, This wine was mixed with arrogance of invincibility,   So, I opened new bottle... Continue Reading →

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