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Haven’t I aged well? I swear, before, I wasn’t this mouthwatering. But now, I’ll soak into the crevices of your taste buds. I’ll pour all of myself onto you. I’ll make you sip on me 'till the very last drop. I’ll make you savour everything about me. My aroma will make you dizzy And I swear I’ll get you drunk on me. The aftertaste will make you beg for more. So let’s make a toast together and Drink me.
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 2:25 AM UTC
Fine Wine
Haven’t I aged well? I swear, before, I wasn’t this mouthwatering. But now, I’ll soak into the crevices of your taste buds. I’ll pour all of myself onto you. I’ll make you sip on me 'till the very last drop. I’ll make you savour everything about me. My aroma will make you dizzy And I swear I’ll get you drunk on me. The aftertaste will make you beg for more. So let’s make a toast together and Drink me.
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 2:25 AM UTC
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