Bottle opened, drinks poured,
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Shimmering amber filled with crystal bubbles
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Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places
PoesíaThis is a Poetry Book that I've been working on for almost a year. I write random poems when I'm inspired, so I hope you enjoy! #825 in Poetry November 24, 2016 #351 in Poetry November 26, 2016 (!!!!!!) #350 in Poetry November 29, 2016 #284 in Poetr...
