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Feb 2017
She handed me life in a glass of wine,
I took a sip, gave it a try
as if I fired my personal spy
and everything seemed fine.

It took a while to take the time,
stand still, think and fill
the glass right up again,
it's nice to loosen up
I think next time
I'll drink
it will be from a larger cup.
let your expectations float
let them live alongside each other
you'll see them bother
you less and less.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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