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May 2018
Sips like salve,
To soothe the soul,
This liquid life,
Into me is borne.

The elixir of life,
Is a funny thing,
Bitter to taste,
To calm the bitterness within.

A concubine,
It shares my life,
Free will, I fear,
Is a lost device.

In it's love,
Wars were sold
In it's love,
I battle once more.

This tall dark beast,
Is my price for life,
The sin of gluteny,
In my cup of coffee lies.
Written by
ishaan khandpur  India
(India)   
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   --- and Meera
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