Reward Poem by Albert Price

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We inhabit human flesh,
Anchored in sturdy bone,
Pressing the sweetest grapes
All the pretty day long.

Then return we drained
To find sanctuary for rest
And dream of flowing honey,
We drank from nature's breast.

Friday, February 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: existence
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