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Sep 2018
‪"This very evening I had a sip..‬
From this stuff that you call dew,
As it kissed my dry lips
I knew it was known to only few,
For you it may have been askew..
But to me it was the eternal brew."
(Khan, BA)
Written by
Ahmed Ali  66/M
(66/M)   
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   Lorraine Colon
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