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Poem: Vintage Memories

I keep bottles on my shelf
That I save for special occasions
Way in the back are those spirits
Saved for nights like this where
The loneliness is unbearable
So I twist off the top and pour
Myself a generous glass to sit
With the lights turned down low
Inhaling the fragrance of the drink
Allowing it to take me to places
I only visits one nights like this
In those places are our memories 
They are like wine savory and
Growing richer with age even as
They are tinged with the knowledge
That like this bottle they won’t last
Forever that time has come and past
With only the vestiges of feeling
Remaining until they too are finished
Fading away just like you did

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