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Goblets

I drank the sour wine of my withered life,
Until I was drained out and finished,
Neither was the goblet emptied,
Nor was my thirst quenched.
Umpteen goblets emptied,
I still wander obliviously,
Searching for havens,
No tearful eyes wait,
To sympathise me,
Nor that I want it.
I crave to sleep,
A peaceful one,
For I haven't slept,
Since I met you girl,
You taught me to live,
To love this my life again,
But without you it is so futile,
I will drink wine from your lips,
And love from your hazelly eyes,
Oh come and fill the empty goblets,
With the wine of your love, my darling!

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