Drop by drop
I drink this wine
The sour wine
It is sweet for me at least
Not even a single candy does
I drink and drink
Until I am saturated of
The sourness (no, the sweetness!)
Drop by drop
I drink this wine
The sour wine
It kills, I know no more (or I don’t want to)
That momentary madness, I am satisfied
I drink and drink
Until I am down with
Those sour (no, sweet!) memoirs
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