Blue Wine
A HitchHiker Poet
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(still needs work)
the wine is flowing like a stream of passion,
It turns my wine blue in color.
I walk through its shallowness to see if they're right, about its pureness.
As nighttime falls in the moonlight,
it still turns blue in color.
the wine is flowing like a stream of passion,
It turns my wine blue in color.
I walk through its shallowness to see if they're right, about its pureness.
As nighttime falls in the moonlight,
it still turns blue in color.
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet..
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