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A Man of Secrets
Sins filled his glass with crimson wine
like sober hadn't met him;
To drink in such a shallow peace,
the wrongful do's have kept him.
Every sip a better one
fresh, cold upon his lips;
If murder had a taste
this wine of red would make it bliss.
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like sober hadn't met him;
To drink in such a shallow peace,
the wrongful do's have kept him.
Every sip a better one
fresh, cold upon his lips;
If murder had a taste
this wine of red would make it bliss.
© All Rights Reserved
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