Friends are love

Noble sip from wine stained lips

Cup of magic for the voice; the trick

Old friends to tap the cosmic vine

Grapes in a bucket mashed and woven to the rhyme

Knowledge and purification from Adam’s fruit

Sounds and poetry vibe to the root

 

Dug up and ginger sliced in the feast

Reflections manifest love and fear is ceased

Reflections manifest love and fear is ceased

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