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Life In A Glass
The sum of years raced past her eyes
Faces, places, loved, despised
Tender feelings, broken hearts
Lies unspoken, well played parts
All collected in this glass
With amber liquid mixed, alas
The burning feeling had begun
Her thoughts appraising what she'd done
On her cheek, a single tear
Her vision blurred, but her mind clear
Prepared to leave it all behind
There, in a glass, a life defined
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