Memories lay under dust in shaded coolness kept
An aged patina crust covers both joy and sorrow wept
Growing cobwebs of the mind hold bottled recollections
Vintage emotions confined in dark vessels preventing reflections
An unexpected knock at the door, an uninvited guest
Uncorked, it breaths ready to pour, the past undressed
A goblet full of years with intoxicating taste
Fermented juice of tears poured dregs turned to waste
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: November 23rd, 2025 03:37
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