The Awakening: Emerging Brave: I Sip the Cup of Everyone

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Sunday, January 2, 2005

I Sip the Cup of Everyone

I sip the cup of everyone, Every year brings fresh wine, Wine pressed by the year before, Before the world decides its mind. Color comes and spins its weave, Weaves I know I love to sport - Sports I know will all endure, Enduring now but half a year. Here it comes, the harvest craze, Crazed I run to... Sign in to see full entry.

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