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Shake Well

Shake Well

Born a bottle, filled with pure genuine joy.

Raised a gallon, 3 quarts of my contents are bad.

Each failed relationship dilutes me a cup.

Look at what I have become, less than a pint.

Within my keg still remains one bottle of love.Ā 

Ā 

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Bernadete van d...

Awesome little poem!!! Hang on to that bottle of love, SkyCloud. BĀ 

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