Curtains drawn, closing another day.
A corkscrew of thoughts:
Crimson swirls of Cabernet.
Tastebuds they wake, are tickled:
Ambitions high, a book of words to say.
My wistful thoughts, they sing along:
Lost down the Twitter hole again…
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